"Hmm, I think... let’s just let him stay calm and steady." Sophie Wilson mischievously winked, and seeing the helplessness in Charles Seymour’s eyes, burst into laughter.
"Work well, don’t think about other things, that’s not what a good kid does." Sophie Wilson pinched Charles Seymour’s cheek, and then cheerfully went to find her dad.
Leaving Charles Seymour alone in the office... feeling frustrated.
Sophie is getting harder to appease.
With that being the case... Charles Seymour sat down and made a call to Kai Bright.
"Have you finished the investigation?" Charles Seymour asked.
"I figured it all out a while ago, this little matter is nothing for ." Kai Bright bragged, "Should I give all that evidence to Albert Fletcher now?"
Albert Fletcher knows about the car accident Ophelia Wilson orchestrated back in the day, but without direct evidence, it’s useless.
But he’s different, the approach he takes isn’t sothing Albert Fletcher can handle.
As long as he presents the evidence he’s gathered, it can prove that Ophelia Wilson was the mastermind back then.
"No," Charles Seymour said casually, "Give it to Jas Reed."
Kai Bright was stunned for a mont, then couldn’t help but laugh: "I’m telling you, brother-in-law, you’re really sothing else. You want to set Jas Reed up! Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"
"But why didn’t you think of giving it to Jas Reed before, and now you do?" Kai Bright asked curiously, wondering what made Charles Seymour change his mind.
"I’m unhappy," Charles Seymour said bluntly.
Kai Bright: "..."
Seriously, is it really okay for Charles Seymour to be this capricious?
"Alright, I got it." Kai Bright accepted it easily, since Jas Reed and Ophelia Wilson had provoked his sister anyway.
With this scenario, they have to pay a price.
After hanging up the phone, Charles Seymour felt a bit better, proving that venting when unhappy really works.
Hmm, at noon, he’ll take Sophie out for barbecue, feeding her while they eat.
Imagining Sophie Wilson’s cheeks puffing up like a little hamster while she’s eating, a pampering and happy smile grew in Charles Seymour’s eyes.
Charles Seymour’s imagined happy lunch feeding plan... turned into a group outing for four people.
Sophie invited her parents to join them for the al.
Will four people affect Charles Seymour’s plans?
Absolutely not!
Charles Seymour grilled so at, dipped it in sauce, and brought it to Sophie Wilson’s mouth. Sophie opened her mouth, wow, and took a bite, her cheeks bulging, making Charles Seymour’s fingers itch to poke them.
Thinking so, Charles Seymour did just that. When his fingertips touched Sophie Wilson’s smooth skin, his lips curled into a smile.
Mason Wilson: "..."
Flirting with his daughter right in front of him, is Charles Seymour trying to get himself killed?
"Don’t keep cooking for , you eat so too!" Sophie Wilson picked up so at and fed it to Charles Seymour, who gladly ate it up, feeling happier than if he’d eaten dragon at.
Mason Wilson looked sadly at the two across from him, feeling like he didn’t exist.
"Uncle, this is sothing Auntie likes to eat." Charles Seymour spoke, pointing to sothing beside him.
Mason Wilson glanced over and suddenly realized the deeper aning in Charles Seymour’s words. He turned sharply, and sure enough, he t Clarissa Taylor’s resentful eyes.
Mason Wilson: "..."
Stirring up trouble?!
Charles Seymour is too devious!
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