Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 634 Protecting Food
"Not everyone puts benefits before family." Charles Seymour gazed coldly at Old Mr. Wilson.
"You, you all..."
Sophie Wilson sighed softly as she looked at Old Mr. Wilson, whose face was flushed with anger, and said, "Old Mr. Wilson, you seem quite energetic. If there’s nothing else, we’ll head back. These tricks of feigning illness shouldn’t be used lightly; after all, if you cry wolf too much, the one who suffers will ultimately be yourself."
What Sophie said only made Old Mr. Wilson even more furious: "Mason didn’t even come to see me!"
Crying wolf had indeed alerted the villagers, but did Mason visit him when he was hospitalized?
How could Sophie blatantly lie like this?
"Well, there’s nothing I can do. Your daughter upset my father, and my father needs to rest too." Sophie said helplessly, lightly shifting the blame to Emerie and the person behind her.
"I think Old Mr. Wilson looks quite spirited; you should take good care. We’ll be leaving now." Sophie smiled in a way that was both polite and courteous, saying goodbye to Old Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, then happily left hand in hand with Charles Seymour.
Indeed, after standing up to someone, she felt completely refreshed and comfortable!
They hadn’t walked more than a few steps before hearing the sound of things being smashed in the ward. As for this noise... Sophie ignored it.
Let them smash away, it’s not her home anyway.
If the hospital’s stuff is destroyed, the Wilson Clan can compensate for it.
Anyway, Sophie’s mood was excellent at the moment. After all, it was the Wilsons who had nothing better to do and decided to make her uncomfortable.
They wanted to trouble her, so she’d infuriate them.
Hmph.
Sophie swung her hand back and forth like a child, her face beaming with a radiant smile as she held Charles Seymour’s hand.
Charles let her be, his dark, deep eyes filled with affection as he gazed at her.
With a ding, the elevator arrived, and Sophie waited for the people inside to come out before she could enter.
However, the person who came out just had to annoy her: "Sophie?"
Sophie deftly pulled Charles’s hand and entered the elevator, pressing the button to close the door.
"Sophie, wait a moment." Ophelia Wilson hurriedly blocked the closing elevator doors, "Did you come to see Grandpa?"
"Miss Wilson, sorry, you’re impeding the normal operation of the elevator." Sophie smiled politely at Ophelia, "Please let go."
"Sophie, I have something to say to you." Ophelia said anxiously.
Sophie smiled at her and decisively said, "I have nothing to say to you."
"Mr. Seymour..." Ophelia desperately sought help from Charles Seymour with a pitiful look.
Her eyes glistening with tears, matched with Ophelia’s weak demeanor, really made one pity her.
Suddenly, Sophie wrapped her arms around Charles Seymour’s waist, like a little beast guarding its food, glaring fiercely at Ophelia: "What are you doing? This man is mine, and you are not to covet him!"
After speaking, Sophie warily glared at James Reed beside Ophelia, saying, "Mr. Reed, please watch your fiancée; don’t let her seduce anyone."
Ophelia’s face turned bright red, her anger definitely surpassing her embarrassment.
What does Sophie mean by this?
How could she be trying to seduce Charles Seymour?
"Sophie, you’re mistaken!" Ophelia hastily explained.
"I’m not mistaken!" Sophie confidently retorted, on guard.
