"Today, I want to tell my parents that Mr. Seymour really won’t treat badly." Saying this, Sophie Wilson picked up another docunt from the tray, signaling the cara to zoom in.
Then the screen clearly displayed the docunt, allowing everyone to see it distinctly.
Because everyone saw it so clearly, for a mont, everyone fell silent.
The cara switched and focused again on Sophie Wilson and Charles Seymour.
Sophie Wilson smiled and said, "Mom, Dad, Charles has given everything he owns. Aren’t you relieved now? No need to worry about him changing his heart; maybe be careful one day I change my heart, absconding with the money and leaving him penniless."
Sophie Wilson’s words elicited good-natured laughter from the people at the event.
"I really want to steal Sophie’s fiancé! Why is Mr. Seymour so wonderful?"
"Count in!"
"Please include !"
At Jas Reed’s engagent party, one of Chaya Davis’s friends asked her quietly, "Hey, what did your son-in-law give your daughter? Is it as extravagant as this?"
Chaya Davis’s face darkened imdiately, and she forced a smile, "No way! Jas has a significant role at Seymour Corporation; how could he just give things to Ophelia like that? It would affect the company’s operations."
"Only soone like Charles Seymour, who relies on dividends, can give everything to Sophie without concerns. After all, he earns just that much money throughout the year, and giving it away doesn’t affect anyone." Chaya Davis felt increasingly justified in her words, proudly lifting her head—her son-in-law was the future leader of Seymour Corporation; could Charles compete?
"Hosting an engagent party on the ninth floor is not as good as your son-in-law? Can’t be?" One friend straightforwardly spoke the truth. Earlier, she was flattering Chaya Davis, but now she wouldn’t miss the chance to disgust Chaya Davis.
Who made Chaya Davis so insufferably aloof?
"Who knows how he got to the ninth floor?" Chaya Davis muttered, looking displeased.
Another friend nearby curiously asked, "Chaya, Sophie’s parents have given their daughter ninety percent of their wealth. How much have you given your daughter?"
"I, I, I don’t have money. It’s enough that I love my daughter." Chaya Davis retorted stubbornly.
"Yes, yes, loving her is enough. A mother’s love for her child is priceless, the most precious indeed," the friend cheerfully "praised," although, listening carefully, it was undoubtedly mocking.
Chaya Davis’s love truly is precious—a re verbal commitnt seems sufficient.
The commotion reached Ophelia Wilson’s ears, causing her to feel deeply embarrassed. Why do these people talk so much?
Moreover... Ophelia Wilson sneaked a glance at Jas Reed.
She didn’t doubt Jas Reed’s feelings for her, but Charles Seymour’s actions truly shocked her.
All assets and profits transferred to Sophie Wilson!
No matter how much Charles Seymour possesses, his resolute decision is enough to make any woman feel overwhelmingly happy.
Even if she didn’t want to admit it, she still envied Sophie Wilson.
However, thinking about Jas soon collaborating with Peace Corporation and then taking over Seymour Corporation, she would beco the mistress of Seymour Corporation... Ophelia Wilson felt more balanced; she was still stronger than Sophie Wilson!
Sophie Wilson will never surpass her!
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