After Ophelia Wilson left, Clarissa finally said, "You really went that day?"
"There might not be a chance." Mason Wilson sighed softly, "The investigation results will co out tomorrow."
After speaking, Mason smiled helplessly and took Clarissa’s hand, "I know well that Ophelia isn’t our daughter, and she has ulterior motives, but I still warned her just now. I just..."
"I understand," Clarissa interrupted Mason, "After all, we raised her for over twenty years, always treating her like our own daughter. You warned her, so it’s kind of a farewell to the past feelings. How things go from now on depends on her own choices."
It was clear that Ophelia had already chosen her path. Whatever they said wouldn’t affect her in any way.
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"What happened?" Benjamin Walton pulled the upset Erie Wilson into his arms, comforting her, "Who upset you? Tell , and I’ll deal with it for you."
"It’s Ophelia Wilson," Erie said angrily, "I ask her for the smallest thing, and she just refuses, always making excuses!"
"She doesn’t even think about it, if I hadn’t brought her here back then, how could she even take the Wilson surna, how could she be engaged to Jas Reed?" Erie thought about how her mother excitedly called her earlier, telling her the engagent date of Ophelia and Jas had been set, and her heart felt blocked.
"All the good I’ve done for her, Ophelia Wilson is really an ingrate," Erie cursed furiously.
"Then don’t trouble the child," Benjamin said generously, "It’s just losing a few million, I can still afford it."
"It’s not about the money!" Erie complained angrily, "I’ve been so good to her, how can she treat like this? No way, this ti with the cooperation between Seymour Corporation and Peace Group, you must be involved."
"Erie, don’t make it hard on her over this, I don’t mind taking a loss," Benjamin tried to persuade Erie, but the less he cared, the less likely Erie was to let it go.
"Enough, don’t worry about it, I have to get this done!" Erie held onto her anger, determined, and no one could change her mind.
Benjamin, seeing he couldn’t persuade her, could only go along with her.
Early the next morning, Erie finished breakfast and hurriedly left.
Old Mr. Walton slightly raised his chin and asked, "What is your wife up to again?"
"It’s still about Ophelia not agreeing to my involvent in the Peace Group collaboration, so she went to figure it out." Benjamin leisurely ate his breakfast, showing no sign of urgency at all.
"Benjamin, you married well," Old Mr. Walton nodded with satisfaction.
"Dad, do you think your son is soone who suffers losses?" Benjamin asked his father with amusent, "If she didn’t bring enough benefits, why would I marry her?"
"You’re so grown-up and still think you’re living like a princess in a castle. All these years, it was like marrying a wife, but really, I found a daughter," Benjamin sighed.
"Alright, I won’t bother with your matters. I’m going to stay with my eldest grandson for a couple of days," Old Mr. Walton said, "Be attentive recently, just don’t visit that mother and son for now."
"Okay, I understand. Dad, tell him I’ll visit them after this busy period," speaking of the mother and son outside, a happy smile appeared on Benjamin’s face.
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