"Sophie is different from them." Charles Seymour’s firm words left Kai Bright speechless.
How deeply in love can one be?
Alright, alright, he gets it, Charles Seymour is hopelessly in love with Sophie Wilson.
"Yes, yes... Sister-in-law is definitely different from them." Kai Bright felt like he was trying to appease a child, an endlessly persistent brat, and he was utterly exhausted.
"I mean, big brother, you’re really excellent, so it’s normal for sister-in-law to have feelings for you."
At least it shouldn’t scare Charles Seymour and can boost his confidence to bravely pursue Sophie Wilson... Suddenly he felt his role was a bit peculiar, why does it feel like he’s a guidance counselor for a teenager?
The problem is, this guy who’s falling in love for the first time is quite strong. If things don’t go well, he might get beaten up.
"Sophie is better than me!" Charles Seymour’s words stumped Kai Bright; he genuinely didn’t know what to say.
Fine, fine... You’re the one who loves his wife the most in the whole world, okay?
Kai Bright didn’t even have the energy to complain.
"Yes, sister-in-law is better than you, but there’s no one better than you around her, so you still have a great advantage!" Kai Bright figured he must have chosen the wrong field back in his training; he should have picked psychology because he’s got quite a knack for it.
Charles Seymour stayed silent for a while and then acknowledged with a grunt. Clearly, he thought Kai Bright made a lot of sense.
"Thanks." With that, Charles Seymour directly hung up the phone, brutally efficient, perfectly executing an ’use and discard’ approach.
Kai Bright was trembling with anger while clutching the phone. That’s it?
He didn’t even get to hear any gossip!
So unethical, even after the consultation, he didn’t satisfy his curiosity at all.
For instance, how far have Charles Seymour and Sophie Wilson gone?
He really wanted to see what King Yan’s dating style was like.
Elsewhere, Stephen Wilson had just returned home, feeling a bit dazed. He was suddenly pushed, snapping him back to reality, and he grumbled, "Why are you pushing me?"
"Mom’s been calling you several times." Lily Warren gave Stephen Wilson a reproachful look, wondering why he was shouting at her again.
"Why are you speaking about your wife like that?" Despite being over seventy, Cassandra Lee was still sharp and imposing as she scolded Stephen Wilson, "I called you, you ignored me, and your wife reminded you, isn’t that right?"
"Mom..." Stephen Wilson looked at his mom with a headache.
He knew that his mom always favored Lily Warren. After all, Lily’s mother was his mother’s best friend for decades, and his initial involvement with Lily was due to this connection.
"Where is she?" Cassandra Lee asked impatiently, "Haven’t heard my granddaughter’s coming home, and here I am at home waiting. The grandmother waiting is not enough; even the father has to fetch her, she’s really full of herself!"
Cassandra Lee’s complaints piled up, making Stephen Wilson even more weary: "She has some matters to attend to, she’ll come by tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Cassandra Lee got agitated as soon as she heard that, "I’m just an old woman waiting for her, and she decides to come by tomorrow, does she think she’s some big shot?"
"Even the Emperor, when meeting the Empress Dowager, would be respectful, and who does she think she is?"
Cassandra Lee really looked down on Sophie Wilson. Had it not been for Sophie Wilson’s shameless mom causing so much trouble back then, her son’s marriage with Lily Warren wouldn’t have gone through so many obstacles.