"Are you going to continue acting or return to the company?" Lucy Wells asked curiously, "I really didn’t expect you to go into acting."
"Well, I actually didn’t expect it either." Sophie Wilson touched her chin, reflecting.
If it weren’t for this particular script... she really wasn’t that interested in acting.
"I’ll come to the company occasionally." Sophie Wilson said.
"And still act? What’s the next role?" Lucy Wells excitedly pressed on.
"I’m not acting anymore." Sophie Wilson said, taking a sip of orange juice.
"Then why do you only come to the company occasionally?" Lucy Wells was puzzled.
"Because I want to stay at home and be a good-for-nothing." Sophie Wilson’s words almost made Lucy Wells spit, "A, a good-for-nothing?"
"Yeah, in this life, I just want to lazily... live my days with Charles." Sophie Wilson’s lackadaisical expression made Lucy Wells laugh, "Showing off your affection right in front of me?"
"Can’t help it. When you’re happy, you just want to announce it to the world." Sophie Wilson felt no embarrassment at all.
Sophie Wilson had a pleasant chat with Lucy Wells at noon, but Stephen Wilson wasn’t so pleased. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥
The money he received was much less than he expected. However, now that Benjamin Walton accepted his terms, it would be easier to ask Benjamin for more in the future.
Trying to get rid of him in one go, Benjamin Walton was truly naive.
Once Stephen Wilson figured this out, he felt a bit more at ease.
What Stephen Wilson didn’t know was that Emerie Wilson had already called Benjamin Walton at noon: "Benjamin, how’s that matter going?"
"Don’t worry, it’s settled." Benjamin Walton said with a smile, "I gave him some money to shut him up."
"Just money would do?" Emerie Wilson asked worriedly.
"People like him are just greedy. As long as there’s money, he won’t say much. Don’t worry, it’s all good. I won’t let him stir up trouble." Benjamin Walton assured, putting Emerie Wilson at ease.
Benjamin Walton soothed Emerie Wilson for a while to completely relieve her worries, and after hanging up the phone with her, he dialed another number: "Get the arranged person to approach Stephen Wilson as soon as possible."
After hanging up the call, Benjamin Walton showed a satisfied smile. Emerie Wilson was indeed his virtuous wife; she helped him a lot.
He was originally worried about how to get a share of that big pie, but unexpectedly, Emerie Wilson brought this golden opportunity right to his doorstep.
If he didn’t take advantage of it, he thought he would be failing his good wife.
"Ophelia, the TV series you’re in is about to air, right?" Charlotte Reed asked happily, very satisfied with Ophelia Wilson as her future daughter-in-law.
Not only a big star but also a member of the Wilson Clan.
She heard from James that the Seymour, Clark, and White Families were all competing for a project collaboration. If her son married Ophelia Wilson, the Wilson Clan would surely stand by their side.
By then, their competitiveness would far exceed the Clark and White Families.
"Yes, it’s about to start promotion." Ophelia Wilson responded with a smile.
"Great, I’ll definitely watch it then." Charlotte Reed said joyfully, suddenly noticing Ophelia Wilson looking hesitant, she couldn’t help but ask, "Ophelia, what’s wrong? Just say what’s on your mind, why so hesitant with me?"
"Auntie..." Ophelia Wilson lowered her voice and said softly, "I saw James’ older brother."