Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 642: An Opportunity Not to Be Missed

After she spoke, she pulled Charles Seymour to the side to wash his hands.

At that moment, Charles was like a child needing care, obediently stretching out his slender, well-defined hands, holding them there as Sophie Wilson earnestly lathered them with soap, creating suds, and carefully cleaned them before rinsing them off.

Sophie took a tissue from nearby, dried his hands, and then with satisfaction, led him to the dining table. "Here, now you can eat."

After Sophie spoke, Charles simply opened his mouth wide: "Ah..."

The driver stumbled, reaching out to steady himself against the wall, shaking his head vigorously. He must be hallucinating.

Had his boss been possessed by something unclean?

Sophie, on the other hand, didn’t feel there was anything wrong. She picked up a fork, pierced a piece of cake, and put it into Charles’s mouth, looking at him hopefully and asking, "Is it delicious?"

Charles seriously chewed and savored the taste, then nodded heavily, "It’s so delicious!"

"I knew it." Sophie smiled proudly, "I just knew it would taste good."

"I also baked some cookies." Sophie added with a cheerful smile, "I’ll send some over to my parents later."

"Okay." Charles replied, opening his mouth again, signaling for another bite.

And so, Sophie earnestly continued to feed him.

Driver: "..."

So, what was the point of making Miss Wilson wash his hands earlier?

Or... was it that his boss had deliberately wanted to take advantage of Miss Wilson?

The moment this thought arose, the driver shoved it down immediately. How could his boss be such a person?

Absolutely impossible!

The driver turned around, deciding to leave the briefcase for the butler to handle. He wouldn’t wait around here anymore.

He just felt that his boss might forget about the briefcase for a while.

After being fed a piece of cake, Charles felt a warm sweetness fill his stomach, with his heart soaked in that rich sweetness as well.

Indeed, it tasted much better when fed by Sophie herself; there was a special magic in her hands.

"Alright, stop eating now, you’ll have dinner later." Sophie did not let Charles eat too much, advising, "Go change your clothes first, okay?"

"Okay." Charles nodded, then lowered his head to lightly peck Sophie’s lips.

His thin lips carried a creamy sweetness, causing Sophie to instinctively extend her tongue to lick it, accidentally triggering a switch that shouldn’t have been touched.

Someone’s eyes suddenly deepened, with black flames long repressed flaring up, quickly spreading.

Charles extended his long arm, pulling Sophie into his embrace, then dominantly captured her.

It was as if someone wandering in the desert finally found a sweet spring, not wanting to miss it at all.

In the stormy business world, opportunities are fleeting.

As a businessman, Charles always seized business opportunities promptly, which allowed Peace Group to develop from obscurity into the formidable scale it is today within a short time.

This clearly shows that he is definitely not someone who would miss opportunities.

So, with such a great opportunity in front of him, if he let it slip by, would he still be Charles Seymour, the boss of Peace Group?

That would be impossible, wouldn’t it?

Charles quickly lifted Sophie into his arms and swiftly went upstairs back to the room.

A missed opportunity never returns!

He’s always been one who doesn’t miss opportunities.

Especially this one, how could he possibly let it go?