"Well, if she were an elder in my family... I’d want to hit her too! Damn, I’m spending my own family’s money, what’s it got to do with her?"
"The point is, she’s Ophelia Wilson’s aunt, what’s the relation to Sophie Wilson? You can’t just say she’s someone’s elder because they have the same last name, right? What if they have the same full name? If she shared a name with a criminal, would she be pulled in for the death penalty?"
"Although the lawyer’s letter seems a bit ’formal’, it’s not wrong. In front of everyone, why would she say that about someone? If anyone said that to me, I’d want to breathe a little fire just like that. I wouldn’t say I can’t afford a lawyer... Sophie Wilson is badass; that’s the way to go!"
"Do you think it was Sophie Wilson who did this or was it Charles Seymour? Sophie Wilson totally relies on Charles Seymour, doesn’t she?"
"What’s the problem with Charles Seymour doting on his girlfriend? Why are you jealous? Are you resentful of the rich or is your boyfriend just not good to you?"
Online discussions almost drove Emerie Wilson crazy as she kept track of things in front of her computer. She picked up the phone and directly called Ophelia Wilson: "Ophelia, how could Charles Seymour do this? Did you talk to James Reed? Can’t he control his brother?"
"Auntie, James can’t do anything about it either. Uncle Seymour has already broken off relations with Charles Seymour, even Uncle Seymour can’t do anything, what can James do?" Ophelia Wilson said helplessly.
"Then what should I do? Do I really have to apologize to Sophie Wilson? I’m not doing it." Emerie Wilson was infuriated.
"Auntie... hello?" Ophelia Wilson looked at the phone and frowned helplessly at the hang-up tone.
Right now, she doesn’t even have the time to bother with Emerie Wilson. Sophie Wilson actually dragged her into the mess with Grace Wilson, and now she has to take charge of the situation and extricate herself.
Fortunately, the post that Sophie Wilson’s hired people released only targeted Grace Wilson and Emerie Wilson, so she could still clear herself from it.
Later online, it was revealed that ever since Grace Wilson held the press conference, Stephen Wilson took his mother Cassandra Lee somewhere unknown. Not only did they not visit the arrested Lily Warren, but they also completely ignored Grace Wilson.
Netizens truly learned something tonight; the Wilson family gave them a profound understanding of shamelessness.
Charles Seymour, looking at the online aftermath, nodded in satisfaction, "Well done." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
The people in the meeting room stood up in fear and humility, repeatedly waving their hands saying it was no trouble.
After all, they received a generous bonus from their boss, and besides, their boss is usually so reserved; this task was just something they were paid to do.
Now, their boss even thanked them... it made these elites tremble; what got into their usually unflappable boss?
The crowd watched as their boss left. As soon as the meeting room door closed, someone muttered softly, "I don’t know if it’s just me, but it feels like the boss is a bit rushed? Our boss is always so poised, like a mountain won’t faze him, what could make him so anxious?"
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a silence envelop the room, plunging the atmosphere into an extremely eerie state, making his heart skip a beat. He stammered, "Did I say something wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that?"
"Don’t spend all day on the computer. Interact with people more, or it’ll affect your IQ."