Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 549 Too Shameless
"Don’t even try to deny it." Ophelia Wilson regarded Sophie Wilson’s reaction as guilty, and she pressed forward, "How could the security on the ninth floor of the Imperial Hotel be so lax, allowing a reporter to easily sneak in and even successfully take photos?"
"There must be someone on the inside, which is why he could so smoothly take those photos." Ophelia fixed her gaze on Sophie, as if she wished to see through her superficial appearance into her dirty heart.
"Those high-profile guests are beyond your reach, aren’t they? Otherwise, why weren’t their faces captured in the photos?" Ophelia sneered, "Only a few others who could appear were photographed. If it wasn’t intentionally arranged, how could that reporter have been so precise?"
Sophie was truly shocked, stunned by Ophelia’s wild speculations.
Was there something wrong with Ophelia’s mind?
"The number of connections you pulled to invite those people... you’ve probably exhausted all your resources, haven’t you?" The more Ophelia spoke, the more she believed her assumptions were correct, "Those high-profile guests participated in the engagement party because of James Reed’s face, didn’t they?"
"Now that some of them have appeared, they must be blaming James Reed. Clearly, James was there to support Charles Seymour, yet because you seek revenge on the Wilson Clan, you broadcast the engagement party. James must be in a difficult spot right now."
Ophelia felt increasingly triumphant, like a hunter eyeing Sophie: "Does Charles Seymour know you harmed him?"
"James Reed is helping him, yet someone’s selfishness has severed his connections. Didn’t James Reed tell Charles about this? If Charles knew who was behind the scenes trying to harm him... what do you think he’d do?"
"Would he still pamper you like this?"
Ophelia looked down at Sophie with arrogant disdain, feeling like the midnight toll of the bell, revealing a woman at the ball for who she really was.
Such "remarkably brilliant" conjectures almost had Sophie standing up to applaud Ophelia loudly. Ophelia really shouldn’t act or sing but should go into scriptwriting.
She was... really quite skilled at fabricating stories.
How in the world did she get the confidence to believe that what she said was the truth?
However, these issues could wait; Sophie was more interested in one particular matter: "James Reed’s uncle? That’s my family’s Mr. Seymour’s uncle, right?"
"You’re so insistent that he’s James Reed’s uncle because you envy the guests we invited to our engagement party through our uncle’s connections?" Sophie scoffed.
"What do I have to be jealous about?" Ophelia was suddenly hit by Sophie’s comment, her face turned a bit ugly, "He’s Charles Seymour’s uncle, and naturally James Reed’s uncle too. How did I say anything wrong?"
"Yes, you’re right, but the uncle came to attend our engagement party, not yours." Sophie smiled at Ophelia, watching the pride swiftly recede from her face like a tide, she felt utterly delighted.
Ophelia almost bit down on her silver teeth, Sophie, Sophie was really too hateful, too infuriating!
Absolutely shameless!
