"She's certainly not simple. If she were simple, how could I use her to keep Charles Seymour underfoot?" James Reed sneered as he spoke. He had invested so much effort into the Seymour Corporation; there was no way he would hand it over!
Charles Seymour, just you wait!
He would trample Charles Seymour under his feet!
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Clarissa Taylor arrived at the restaurant's private room and opened the door.
Inside, Ophelia Wilson rose with delight, "Mom..."
Her enthusiastic words almost faltered when she saw Sophie Wilson coming in behind Clarissa Taylor.
Fortunately, Ophelia was accustomed to acting. She quickly adjusted and smiled, "Sophie, you came too?"
"Yes, I came with my mom," Sophie Wilson smiled as she sat down next to Clarissa Taylor.
Ophelia Wilson forced a bitter smile, looking at Clarissa Taylor with a hurt expression, "Mom, are you that wary of me?"
