"Miss Wilson, you told Mrs. Taylor not to bother with Ophelia Wilson today. Why are you still investigating her?"
"Oh, that." Sophie Wilson said with a smile, "My mom doesn’t need to bother, I can handle her myself. It’s just a minor issue. I’ll take care of it."
Driver: "..."
So, Miss Wilson isn’t letting Ophelia Wilson off the hook. Instead, she’s handling it herself to spare Mrs. Taylor the trouble.
Is this what Miss Wilson ans by not wasting ti on trashy people?
Why did he have to be curious and ask that question just now?
He really wanted to slap himself.
What benefit does knowing that Miss Wilson and his boss are so "compatible" have for him?
"Take a rest." The driver hurriedly said this and quickly went downstairs.
However, his movent made Sophie Wilson a bit puzzled. Why did it seem like the driver’s feet were stepping on a pile of cotton and staggering a bit?
Could it be her imagination?
——
"Miss, I’ve sent you all the information you requested to your email. Please take your ti to read."
"Alright." Hayley Cole said into the phone, while opening the web page.
"By the way, Miss, why are you interested in such a person?" The person on the phone curiously asked.
"I just want to see who is so blind to dare to rob ." Hayley Cole snorted coldly.
"Are you suspecting Jas Reed?" The person on the other end was clever and asked curiously.
"Don’t you think his appearance was too coincidental?" Hayley Cole never trusted anyone, "Alright, I’ll look into it first."
After finishing, Hayley Cole hung up the phone, opened her email, downloaded all the information on Jas Reed, and started reading it thoroughly.
Jas Reed’s background wasn’t a secret, and the people investigating him had connections, so the details were extrely thorough.
Upon discovering that Jas Reed was the son of a mistress and had never been acknowledged by Old Mr. Seymour after all these years, unable to change his na, Hayley Cole felt an unusual sensation.
Those punks were found, and it was indeed due to being drunk that they obstructed her with no further issues.
Hayley Cole ticulously read everything, finally let out a deep breath, and felt partially relieved.
It seems Jas Reed really happened to pass by; that night, he was just returning his fiancée ho.
Hayley Cole found it truly surprising that there is such a concept as heroism in this world.
People around her appeared without ulterior motives, which truly amazed her.
Anyway, Hayley Cole felt generally reassured.
On the other hand, Seymour Corporation hasn’t been so peaceful lately, especially concerning the various tasks of Jas Reed, which have encountered so obstacles.
"Ethan, haven’t you thought about visiting your son recently?" Ralap Lee asked.
"Ralap Lee, what do you an?" Ethan Seymour asked with a stern face.
He didn’t need to ask; he knew that the son Ralap Lee referred to was definitely not Jas, but that brat.
"What do I an? Of course, I an for our company to be better and better." Ralap Lee was a company director, and his father had fought alongside Old Mr. Seymour in the business world back in the day, so his words naturally carried more weight than those of other directors.
"Your son is so capable, why are you being so stubborn here?" Ralap Lee really couldn’t understand Ethan Seymour, that was a real goldmine.
"You know how much the unrewarded project can bring in benefits, don’t you? If your relationship with your son improves, once Seymour Corporation collaborates with Peace Group, do I need to say more about the generated revenue?"
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