The atmosphere instantly froze because Sophie Wilson didn't respond.
Charles Seymour just stared at Sophie Wilson steadfastly, his finger at his side twitching slightly, and his eyes growing darker and more profound.
Sophie Wilson felt as though the temperature was dropping once again.
Sighing lightly in her heart, Sophie Wilson smiled, "The cooperation was quite good, let's continue like this in the future."
"Alright, I'm going to sleep." Having resolved her relationship issue with Charles Seymour, Sophie Wilson felt relieved.
Back in her room, Sophie Wilson went to take a shower.
She tilted her head back, letting the water flow over her face.
She wanted to clear her mind and figure out how exactly she had offended Grace Wilson.
Ever since she was a child, their mother always favored her sister. Anything good was her sister's, and every mistake was hers.
It was just that she had fallen seriously ill a few years ago, and lost several years of memory.
