"Why call him a brat?" Old Mrs. Seymour wasn’t happy that her beloved grandson was being talked about, even if it was by her husband. "I mean, shouldn’t he propose first?" Old Mr. Seymour was afraid of this wife of his and quickly explained. "I was just guessing. Besides, seeing Sophie and him interact last time, isn’t their marriage just the natural course of things?" Old Mrs. Seymour snorted, waiting for Old Mr. Seymour with dissatisfaction. "Yes, yes, that’s right." Old Mr. Seymour nodded repeatedly; everything was as his wife decided. After Charles Seymour hung up the phone, he thought for a moment, then quickly typed on the computer. Soon his phone rang, and upon hearing the astonished questioning from the other end, he blandly threw over four words, silencing the other party immediately: "Just do as told." Content orıginally comes from 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩 Does he need others to say anything about his decisions? Then, he made several more calls to find people; a proposal always requires a ring. This can’t be careless; he had to find someone to design it well. Hmm, the wedding ring after the engagement is even more important. Charles pondered for a while and sent messages to the people he had just spoken with. While someone was secretly planning, the Wilson Clan arrived at Ethan Seymour’s house before dinner. Ethan Seymour naturally favored the marriage between Ophelia Wilson and his son. Ophelia’s sensibility left him quite satisfied. The two families were indeed talking happily. However, Ethan Seymour looked at Old Mrs. Wilson and Old Mrs. Wilson, smiling as he asked: "Did you come over for something?" If it was about marriage, the Wilson Clan had shown enough sincerity. "Uncle Seymour, we really came over because of some issues." Ophelia Wilson spoke with difficulty, seeming somewhat hesitant to speak. Ethan Seymour was taken aback; why was Ophelia Wilson talking about the marriage herself? This doesn’t seem quite right... "Ethan, it’s ." Old Mrs. Wilson couldn’t hold back, spilling out everything in a torrent, "My Emerie couldn’t stand that Sophie Wilson squander money and casually said a few words. What happened? She stirred up a hornet’s nest and even received a lawyer’s notice!" "That Sophie Wilson certainly doesn’t have the capability; to find a lawyer and send a notice this quickly surely means her boyfriend Charles Seymour is backing her up." "Don’t know if you’ve seen the recent things about Sophie online, in newspapers, all reported. She has driven her family into a corner. Well, even if her adoptive parents were wrong for using her money without her consent, they still raised her." "This person, so ungrateful to her adoptive parents, such a person... if she really joins your Seymour Family, how will the family get along?" Old Mrs. Wilson incessantly slandered Sophie Wilson, seemingly avoiding mentioning how young she was sold by Lily Warren, how Stephen Wilson deliberately blocked her return, hoping to legitimately seize Sophie Wilson’s assets. "What?" Ethan Seymour’s shocked gaze fell on James Reed, "James, what’s going on?" Even if he read the newspaper, he wouldn’t look at that section, so naturally, he wasn’t very clear about Sophie’s situation. "Dad, my brother is quite concerned about Sophie Wilson." James Reed smiled helplessly, "It’s just a trivial matter, and yet he sends a lawyer’s notice. If others find out, they may say our Seymour Family is using its influence to oppress people." "I’m worried my brother might be deceived, tarnishing our Seymour Family’s reputation."