Injustice?
What the heck?
"Mm-hmm, not leaving, not leaving." Sophie Wilson hurriedly hugged Charles Seymour.
This way of soothing felt like coaxing a child, leaving everyone speechless.
With such an intimidating presence from Charles Seymour... did Sophie Wilson think he was a child crying for candy?
Really...
The crowd had not yet finished their inner complaints when they saw Charles Seymour's menacing aura vanish, his whole demeanor softening.
Witnessing an ancient beast transform into a pampered house cat, this feeling... so bittersweet...
At least no one present wanted to go through it a second time.
"Lawyer Newell." Assured by Sophie Wilson's promise, Charles Seymour finally relaxed and turned to Lawyer Newell, "I'll leave this to you."
"Okay." Lawyer Newell replied straightforwardly.
Charles Seymour pulled Sophie Wilson outside the Wilson Clan's villa and got into the car.
