Sophie Wilson looked at Ophelia Wilson's reaction in amazement, really wanting to give her a round of applause.
"It's really a waste of her talent that she didn't win Best Actress!" Sophie Wilson exclaimed.
"But, is that all Albert Fletcher has?" Sophie Wilson turned her head to look at Charles Seymour, who was working in the office. Originally, she wanted to watch in her own room, but someone thought it was fine to watch in his study because he didn't want to not be able to see her at home.
The reason was so righteous that Sophie Wilson really couldn't argue, so she could only take snacks and curl up in his study to watch the live broadcast.
Since someone wasn't afraid of being disturbed while working, what was she afraid of?
"Ophelia Wilson won't be able to wrap this up today," Charles Seymour said faintly.
"Indeed." Sophie Wilson nodded, Albert Fletcher hated Ophelia Wilson so much on that side, could it be easy for Ophelia Wilson to turn the tables with just a few words?
