"You have to take responsibility for what you say." Charles Seymour said matter-of-factly. What was Emerie thinking? He hadn’t even settled the matter from back when Sophie was swapped, and now Emerie was courting disaster herself. "Oh dear..." Sophie Wilson pinched his ear again; Charles Seymour’s ears really were nice to pinch, "Mr. Seymour, if you keep spoiling me , you’ll spoil me rotten, what will we do then?" "Keep spoiling you." Charles replied without the slightest hesitation, making Sophie Wilson laugh out loud, kicking her feet a little, "Alright, put me down now, go quickly to work. I won’t disturb you anymore, I’m going to the gym." "Okay." Charles nodded, releasing his hands, and Sophie Wilson slid off his back to head to the gym. She entered the gym, changed clothes, and stared at herself in the mirror with frustration, touching her face. Not too bad looking. She put her hands on her hips and turned around, her figure wasn’t bad either. So why did Charles Seymour act like a monk, completely unmoved by her? Could it be she really had no allure for him? Thinking of this possibility, Sophie Wilson felt a bit gloomy. No way, she refused to accept this fact. This absolutely wasn’t her problem, it was Charles Seymour’s problem. That’s right, he was just too rigid, his thinking pattern was different from ordinary people, and extremely abnormal at that! Sophie Wilson pouted gloomily, hmph, if it didn’t work once, she’d try again. Sooner or later she’d win him over. Work on her fitness, get a great body! With that pent-up energy, Sophie Wilson headed to exercise full of spirit. As for that certain person sitting still... he was still in the bathroom and hadn’t come out. That shower... certain person was taking quite a long time. The two of them might have a bit of trouble, but the Wilson Clan was about to be turned upside down. The most update n0vels are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩 "Sophie Wilson bullied me!" Emerie cried like a child who hadn’t grown up, with Benjamin Walton comforting her nearby, "It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m here." "Mason, Benjamin, what do you think we should do about this?" asked Old Mrs. Wilson with a frown, "We really can’t let this go to court, can we?" "Grandma, this suggests Auntie should apologize, or else..." Ophelia Wilson cautiously suggested. "Ophelia, what do you mean? You want me to apologize to that Sophie Wilson?" Emerie got anxious upon hearing it, "I’ve doted on you all these years, and this is how you treat me?" Ophelia gave a helpless bitter smile: "Auntie, it’s not that I don’t care for you, the main thing is Sophie Wilson dares to act this way because she has a powerful boyfriend." "What’s so impressive about her boyfriend? Is the Wilson Clan supposed to be afraid of them?" Old Mrs. Wilson had always been strong-willed, except for a limited few families, as for the rest... she looked down on everyone from her high horse. "Grandma, Sophie Wilson’s boyfriend is a Seymour, James’s elder brother!" Ophelia said helplessly. "Who? The Seymour Family?" Old Mrs. Wilson was shocked. "Yes." Ophelia nodded, her eyes suddenly brightening with an idea, suggesting, "How about I call James and see if Uncle Seymour can persuade James’s elder brother?" "Then hurry and call James!" Old Mrs. Wilson was delighted as long as her daughter wasn’t aggrieved and had to apologize. "Okay." Ophelia nodded, stepping aside to call James Reed and explaining the situation. "This matter... I really can’t make the decision myself." James Reed suggested, "Ophelia, why don’t you all come to my house for dinner tonight, and we can discuss this matter then."