"Aunt Lisa, you have no idea, those Seymour Corporation board directors are so annoying, chirping away like sparrows. I thought I'd walked into a bird market," Julian Campbell shivered, feigning fear, and pursed his lips.
"Then just wait a while before going in," Sophie Wilson said with a laugh. Actually, she didn't like such crowded occasions either, and it seemed like Old Mr. Seymour didn't either, hiding away in the room chatting with her father.
"You're the best, Aunt Lisa." Julian Campbell happily stayed to chat with Sophie Wilson, completely oblivious to his uncle's increasingly dark expression.
This brat, I really want to give him a good beating.
Charles Seymour was secretly angry.
However, seeing that Sophie Wilson was enjoying chatting with Julian Campbell, he decided to let it go.
Time passed quickly while they were chatting, and before they knew it, Charles Seymour and the others headed back.
