"Sophie Wilson, are you trying to leave me with nothing?" Stephen Wilson was directly furious.
The mask ripped away, Stephen Wilson no longer cared to act the part of the nice father here, glaring fiercely at Sophie Wilson, his expression more thuggish than a thug's.
This must be the true face of Stephen Wilson.
Sophie Wilson clicked her tongue; she knew it, always feeling something was off about Stephen Wilson, an incongruity.
Now seeing him like this, she finally understood.
No matter how costly the clothes to wrap it in, if the soul is ugly, it's ugly, and will never look good!
"How could that be?" Sophie Wilson laughed at Stephen Wilson, "You're cold-blooded, caring only about benefits in everything you do. How could I be like you? I'm not that heartless and unfeeling, after all, we're still father and daughter."
After saying that, Sophie Wilson turned to look at the lawyer.
