"I think Miss Cole has nothing else to say, so I’ll be leaving now." Sophie Wilson stood up with a smile, not bothering to look at the dazed Hayley Cole, and turned to leave.
Hayley Cole was so angry she could spit blood, but in a place like this, she couldn’t lose her temper.
She didn’t want to be put on the internet by Sophie Wilson.
Sophie Wilson’s mood for visiting the bookstore wasn’t affected by Hayley Cole’s presence; to her, Hayley Cole was nothing at all.
Hayley Cole was infuriated, but the person truly about to explode was Jas Reed.
He had already set the date to register with Ophelia Wilson, and netizens were eagerly anticipating it, even setting up a countdown online.
Jas Reed was nearly driven mad.
What is all this?
Are they really this eager for him to marry Ophelia Wilson?
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"This is killing ... Auntie, you wouldn’t believe it, but now in the entertainnt industry, all of Ophelia Wilson’s ’friends’ are waiting to congratulate her! They’ve even prepared gifts specially for her!" Julian Campbell lounged on the sofa, laughing so hard he was bending over.
"Ophelia Wilson is overjoyed, but I don’t think Jas Reed looks too happy." Julian Campbell laughed excitedly, "Whenever soone contacts Ophelia Wilson, Jas Reed is nowhere to be seen."
"These people really know how to adapt to the situation." Sophie Wilson asked with a smile, "Wasn’t it said that after Ophelia Wilson left the entertainnt industry, many of her ’good friends’ didn’t really keep in touch?"
"That’s different now; Jas Reed is set to marry Ophelia Wilson, she’ll soon be a sure mber of Seymour Corporation." Julian Campbell couldn’t help but laugh, "These people are practical, building a good relationship with Ophelia Wilson for convenient future investnts."
"But... Auntie, your move really disgusts Jas Reed!" Julian Campbell felt a sense of satisfaction thinking about Jas Reed’s stifled anger, unable to vent it.
Why should Jas Reed have bullied his uncle all these years?
Finally, they’ve gotten so revenge.
Sophie Wilson looked at Julian Campbell, her gaze sowhat... affectionate, making Julian Campbell feel all his hair stand on end, wondering if he had said sothing foolish.
"Auntie, did I say sothing wrong?" Julian Campbell probed uncertainly.
Sophie Wilson laughed, sighed, and said, "You really are a good person."
Being praised by his aunt like this, Julian Campbell felt anything but happy.
Why did he feel that when his aunt said this, she was actually calling him foolish?
"Auntie, do you have so other plan?" Despite not knowing the specifics, Julian Campbell’s sharp mind guessed that his uncle and aunt definitely had more tricks up their sleeves.
"Another plan, well, of course..." Sophie Wilson hadn’t finished speaking when the doorbell suddenly rang.
Sophie Wilson sat on the couch in the living room and watched the nanny go to the door, quickly returning to say, "Miss Wilson, the people outside say they’re your grandparents."
Sophie Wilson furrowed her brow slightly and nodded, "Let them in."
"How did the community security let them in?" Julian Campbell asked in surprise.
"I guess they used so other thod." Sophie Wilson sneered.
Indeed, Old Mr. Wilson was smarter than Ethan Seymour.
As they spoke, Old Mr. and Mrs. Wilson walked in, both appearing a bit haggard, and looked at Sophie Wilson with so restraint.
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