Grace Wilson deliberately emphasized the words "Eldest Young Master," highlighting Sophie Wilson’s dark intentions. "But hey, this ’Eldest Young Master,’ you better be careful," Grace Wilson said sarcastically, "While you were away, Sophie Wilson got really close to Julian Campbell. They were having meals together every day, the whole crew saw it." The crew exchanged glances; it was clear Grace was stirring up trouble, but they had to admit, she was speaking the truth. "Are you out of your mind?" Julian Campbell couldn’t believe that just by touching up his makeup, he’d be accused when he returned. "What? Did I say something wrong?" Grace Wilson wasn’t afraid of anything anymore. After all, she had nothing left to lose, and she’d fight to the end with Sophie Wilson sooner or later. Now that she knew Ophelia’s boyfriend was from the Seymour Family, what did she have to fear? "Don’t you cozy up to Sophie Wilson every chance you get?" Grace Wilson snorted in disdain, "Sure, Sophie Wilson is pretty, she just has a way with men." This so-called "way with men" from Grace Wilson’s mouth was definitely not a compliment. "No wonder Sophie Wilson’s dancing is so provocative, turns out it’s... plenty of experience," Grace Wilson’s suggestive words completely infuriated Julian Campbell, who snapped back, "What’s wrong with me having meals with my aunt-in-law?" "Grace Wilson, does your family always engage in such indecent behavior? Otherwise, how could you assume such messy relationships?" Grace Wilson’s face turned pale instantly, not only because Julian Campbell’s words were harsh, but also because... Julian Campbell had this kind of relationship with the Seymour Family? Not only was Grace Wilson shocked, but the crew was even more stunned. No one in the entertainment industry had heard of any connection between Julian Campbell and the Seymour Family. If Sophie Wilson was indeed Julian Campbell’s aunt-in-law, their spending time together was normal. What’s wrong with relatives having a meal together? "Julian," Sophie Wilson spoke to calm him, "Don’t be upset, don’t bother with people . They have such dark minds that they see everyone else the same way." "Who are you calling dark?" Sophie Wilson’s words instantly ignited Grace Wilson’s anger, "You..." "If you’re not dark, how come you’re mingling with Ophelia Wilson?" Sophie Wilson bluntly interrupted Grace Wilson’s curses. Ophelia Wilson heard this and thought Sophie Wilson had nerve. To turn the accusation towards her, did Sophie really think she was easy to bully? "Sophie Wilson, who are you calling dark?" Ophelia Wilson’s expression darkened, staring at Sophie Wilson for an answer. If Sophie Wilson couldn’t justify herself today, Ophelia wouldn’t be polite. So what if Sophie Wilson’s boyfriend was Charles Seymour? Would Uncle Seymour even acknowledge him as a son? Facing Ophelia Wilson’s suspicion, Sophie Wilson remained composed, smiling slightly as she said, "The mistress took her child to beg the sick wife for forgiveness, directly angering her to death!" "Now, the mistress’s son goes to the one whose mother died and tells him it was all a misunderstanding. What kind of person isn’t dark being like that?" As soon as the surrounding people heard this, their faces changed drastically. Destroying someone else’s home was already shameless, but driving the original spouse to death was beyond shameless, it was downright malicious! The strange looks from the surrounding people pierced into Ophelia Wilson and James Reed like needles. Those who wanted to curry favor with James Reed due to his identity didn’t dare approach, fearing association with him would lead to shared disdain. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍