"Let’s not waste police resources here." The older police officer coughed lightly, saying, "We’ll do the records for you."
"Thanks." Sophie Wilson smiled at the police as they took the records; with Lawyer Newell by their side, they wouldn’t be at a disadvantage.
"I won’t!" Grace Wilson looked at the records thrust in front of her, shaking her head vigorously, "I won’t sign it, I didn’t do it on purpose!"
"Then you did it intentionally." Sophie Wilson summed up for Grace Wilson.
"Who did it intentionally? Does your boyfriend deserve me doing anything to him?" Grace Wilson asked furiously, red-faced and agitated.
"Definitely." Sophie Wilson nodded affirmatively, "My boyfriend is handsome, has a great body, and is rich. Any one of those is enough to have you pounce on him."
"However, too bad, he’s taken, by me. Stop thinking about it." Sophie Wilson boasted, she didn’t notice it, but Lawyer Newell’s peripheral vision seemed to catch Charles Seymour’s already straight back getting even more upright.
Lawyer Newell’s doubt flashed briefly as he mocked himself for overthinking.
Mr. Seymour wouldn’t do something childish like boasting.
He must have seen it wrong.
"You, you... you’re framing me!" Grace Wilson was now resolutely denying it.
"Fine, not admitting is also okay, we can just go to court." Sophie Wilson was now absolutely confident, with a lawyer by her side, what was there to fear?
"You... shameless!" Grace Wilson was so angry that her eyes turned red.
Sophie Wilson crossed her arms, glaring at Grace Wilson, "You molested my boyfriend and now calling me shameless? Seems like your family really knows how to turn things upside down!"
"Enough." Stephen Wilson finally couldn’t stand it anymore and urged Grace Wilson, "Hurry up and sign!"
"Dad..." Grace Wilson looked pitifully at Stephen Wilson, only seeing his impatient and slightly angry face.
Lily Warren hurriedly advised Grace Wilson, "Grace, let’s sign it first."
Stephen was already in a bad mood, and Grace provoking him further wasn’t going to end well.
"Exactly, hurry up and sign it. My boyfriend is so magnanimous, he’s not even holding you responsible, just asking you to apologize to settle it. What more do you want?" Sophie Wilson said angrily.
Their attitude of having gained a great benefit almost made Grace Wilson faint from anger.
But her dad was watching her with displeasure, clearly telling her his patience was limited.
If she delayed any longer, her dad would likely be angry.
Grace Wilson could only grit her teeth, sign the document, and then hurriedly muttered to Charles Seymour, "Sorry."
After speaking, Grace Wilson looked at Charles Seymour’s indifferent handsome face and suddenly blurted out, "Sophie Wilson is acting so arrogantly with someone else’s power, can’t you..."
Charles Seymour slightly tilted his head and coldly spat out three words, directly blocking Grace Wilson’s yet-to-be-finished provocative words—"I’m willing."
Grace Wilson’s breath hitched, and she was so furious that her eyes rolled back, stomping heavily as she yanked her suitcase over.
The group didn’t even call for a car, just left.
Lawyer Newell thanked the arriving police; had it not been for them, an unavoidable conflict might have occurred.
The police recorded the events and completed the procedures quickly left.
They truly were enlightened today, as Stephen Wilson is a somewhat well-known businessman in this area, and they didn’t expect his family assets to have been seized from Sophie Wilson.