Sophie Wilson murmured, lowering her head to eat.
Completely entangled, Sophie didn’t realize the warm smile in Charles Seymour’s eyes and the relief in his heart as he silently cald down.
It seed that Sophie truly had feelings for him.
Looks like the proposal in a few days would definitely go smoothly.
Even soone like Mr. Seymour can experience insecurity in front of soone he cares deeply about.
It’s just that everyone expresses it differently.
He needed to be sure of Sophie’s feelings; it seed he hadn’t miscalculated—she did have feelings for him, and he was reassured.
Sophie was completely led by the nose by Charles Seymour, completely unaware that she was being "played" by soone, only feeling that his words were becoming bolder and more shaless!
Yet, why did she feel a bit of secret joy beyond the shyness in her heart?
He had feelings for her too, after all.
Sophie masked her shy, little smile with the act of eating, and their supper was a mix of warmth and sweetness, as if it were honeyed oil, making the restaurant brim with pink heart bubbles that popped with a soft sound, full of a honey-like, fresh fragrance.
They were fine, but Grace Wilson was about to lose it.
It was over!
She was over!
Completely over!
The people online who were once rooting for Sophie Wilson were no longer posting, but the netizens’ curses towards her never stopped.
Watching the growing stack of comnts, endlessly scrolling down the pages, Grace Wilson felt as though countless people were hiding behind their screens, pointing fingers at her.
Grace wrapped her arms around herself, curling up tightly, as if only then could she feel a bit of safety.
Was she truly finished?
No, no way!
She couldn’t let it end like this!
Suddenly thinking of sothing, Grace grabbed her phone and called Stephen Wilson.
"Why are you calling again?" Stephen Wilson answered the phone, irritated.
Grace was just too thoughtless; at that ti, she actually asked him to save Lily Warren, how could he possibly do that?
With what ans?
"I need money!" Grace said quickly, "Give money!"
"Why should I give you money?" Stephen chuckled angrily, "Are you crazy for money?"
"If you don’t give money, I’ll report how many inferior products your company used back in the day!" Grace threatened harshly.
Now she understood that nothing was more reliable than money!
All that familial affection was fake.
After her mom got into trouble, didn’t Stephen imdiately cut ties with them?
After tonight, she couldn’t survive in the entertainnt industry anymore. Now, she could only ensure her future life by getting money.
And wait for her mom to get out.
"You..." Stephen was furious.
He could do without Grace, but if she truly exposed him, he’d be in a legal ss.
"Fine, how much do you want?" Stephen asked angrily through clenched teeth.
"One million!" Grace stated.
"One million? Why don’t you go rob a bank?" Stephen was enraged, how could he possibly have one million on hand?
"Do you still think I’m the company boss? I now..."
"Do you think I’m stupid?" Grace interrupted Stephen, "You must have your ways! You’ve been gambling at the casino for so long, you can’t have just used my money, you definitely have a way to get the money!"
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