When she married Stephen Wilson, during the first year, it was because she had a baby and needed to be taken care of, so all the good things at home were given to her.
A year later, as Stephen Wilson’s career improved and the household conditions got better, she no longer suffered.
Having been a wealthy lady for over twenty years, she suddenly had to cook, wash clothes, clean the floors, and tidy up the house all by herself. Most importantly, she no longer had any skincare products.
She used to use luxurious skincare products; a single jar of cream cost over two thousand. But now?
She has to think twice about buying even a hundred-dollar jar, or the family will run out of food.
Without skincare products, she can’t even think about clothes and bags.
"Isn’t Stephen going out every day looking for work? With him being so smart, he’s sure to rise again." Cassandra Lee resented Lily Warren speaking poorly of her son; when Lily enjoyed the good life with him, why didn’t she say anything?
Now Lily Warren keeps complaining every day, what’s that about?
Does she look down on her son?
"Grandma, my mom doesn’t mean anything bad." Grace Wilson quickly said, "Mom is just worried about the family’s situation and feels sorry for Dad suffering outside."
"If the family were like back then, would Dad have to be away from home all the time?"
Cassandra Lee felt somewhat comforted: "It’s all Sophie Wilson’s fault!"
"Grandma, don’t be mad." Grace Wilson said smilingly, "I’m earning money from acting, and we’ll gradually get better."
"Grace, you’re the best." Cassandra Lee looked at her granddaughter with relief, increasingly satisfied.
Grace Wilson smiled and coaxed Cassandra Lee and Lily Warren into laughing; meanwhile, Stephen Wilson was with his friend, endlessly thanking him with a smile: "I’m really troubling you this time."
"We’ve been friends for so many years; this is as far as I can help you," Stephen Wilson’s friend said as he watched him leave, shaking his head and sighing, "How did he raise such an ungrateful daughter? She stole her father’s company and even drove her father and grandmother out, truly ruthless."
Stephen Wilson took the bus back home and immediately shouted to Lily Warren: "Quickly, find my clothes. I’m going to attend a banquet the day after tomorrow. Whether our family can rise again depends on this."
"Really?" Lily Warren said with surprise and joy, "I’ll go handle it right away."
"Dad." Grace Wilson came out and gave Stephen Wilson a bank card, "Dad, this is the money I earned from acting." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Good child." Stephen Wilson gratefully held the bank card, nodding repeatedly, "Don’t worry, Dad will make sure our family lives like before, no—better than before."
"Huh?" Sophie Wilson asked on the phone, confused, "President Palmer, can’t you go to such an occasion yourself? You’re the one managing the company now."
"This time is different." Edward Palmer laughed on the phone, "It’s not just people from the construction industry going, but also people from other companies."
"Alright then." Sophie Wilson shrugged and hung up the phone after confirming the time and place with Edward Palmer.
Sophie Wilson thought for a moment, then ran to Charles Seymour’s study, wearing her bunny slippers, and knocked on the door, smiling as she asked, "Mr. Seymour, may I come in?"