"Isn’t that great? Having a future mother-in-law who’s easy to get along with makes life so much easier." Sophie Wilson said with a smile.
Sophie Wilson chatted with Lucy Wells for a while, as she could sense that Lucy was quite emotionally excited this evening.
However, Sophie Lee, who was deeply "hurt," felt absolutely wretched. She cried for half the night, and the next day she went to find Hayley Cole with her eyes swollen like peaches.
What’s so great about Lucy Wells?
She’s just a market director at so company.
She’s determined to make it impossible for Lucy Wells to continue as the market director!
As the bid opening day approached, everyone was fully prepared and ready to go.
This ti, the tender process was for a training camp. Various projects were bundled together, so they were all located within one building, just on different levels of eting rooms.
Of course, this tender process was unlike the others, so the results would be announced the afternoon following the bid opening day.
So, during this period, representatives from all bidding companies had to stay there, waiting for the results.
While at ho, Sophie Wilson looked at the packed suitcase and felt speechless. Glancing at Mr. Seymour, who was standing by the closet and still figuring out what else to squeeze into the already bulging suitcase, she weakly asked, "I’m only going for two days and one night, not on a long trip."
"Better to be safe than sorry." Charles Seymour finally selected sothing, turned around, and was amused to see Sophie Wilson striking a defiant pose while sitting on the suitcase. He walked over, gently ruffled her hair, and said, "Be good, put a little more in."
"No, I won’t." Sophie pouted, reached out, and pinched both his cheeks, "Mr. Seymour, I’m really just staying for one night, not moving house!"
Charles looked at Sophie, who returned his gaze undaunted, sensing that the crucial mont to determine household dominance had arrived!
In the end, Charles conceded, sighing softly, "Alright then."
Sophie struck a victory pose, triumphant!
"If you need anything, just call , and I’ll bring it to you." Charles still reminded her, unable to feel reassured.
Sophie was exasperated — it’s just a training camp, but can it really allow such exceptions?
But rembering how last ti soone took them to a training camp for a DNA test... well, her Mr. Seymour does have the ability to pull so strings.
"Why don’t you just co with ?" Sophie said with a grin.
Charles nodded without hesitation, "Alright."
After saying that, Charles turned and left the room, quickly returning with a suitcase in hand.
Sophie: "..."
He had been prepared, just waiting for her to say that!
Since Mr. Seymour was already like this, what else could Sophie say?
Get in the car, hit the road.
When they arrived at the eting point with Edward Palr and Lucy Wells, they both looked bewildered upon seeing who was with Sophie.
"This is my special assistant." Sophie explained with a smile about Charles’ presence.
Edward Palr: "..."
Lucy Wells: "..."
Just how strapped for cash is Peace Group? The president even cos out for side gigs!
Showing off their love, but that’s just outrageous!
Charles didn’t care what they thought, as long as he was with Sophie, it was fine. He wasn’t comfortable with her going into the training camp alone; what if she suddenly rembered sothing and an accident occurred?
Thankfully, everything went smoothly along the way. Once they reached the training camp and passed the inspection, they were allowed to proceed.
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