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Chapter 1121: Chapter 1121: Rematch

"Dad, isn’t the Wilson Clan your thing? Do you think I’d let anyone take over your stuff?" Sophie Wilson said with a light laugh.

Mason Wilson thought for a moment and said, "Some people are bound to be disappointed."

He could already imagine what reaction his father must have now.

The company was mostly taken over by Benjamin Walton, so his father surely placed the last hope on him.

From what Sophie was implying, the Wilson Corporation would definitely return to the Wilson Clan, but probably not in the way his father hoped.

"Don’t overexert yourselves; there’s no need to waste too much energy," Mason Wilson said.

"Don’t worry, Dad, I know what I’m doing," Sophie Wilson replied with a smiling face.

Seeing Sophie so confident, Mason Wilson didn’t say much more. Noticing Sophie’s car wasn’t heading towards the company, he asked, "Not returning to the office?"

"No need. Charles said you should take a good rest at home today," Sophie Wilson said cheerfully, "I’ll take you home."

Anyway, with Mom at home, she could help cheer Dad up.

After returning home, Sophie Wilson made a phone call to Charles Seymour, detailing the situation: "...I can imagine what would happen over at Emerie’s once I’m gone. But suddenly, I’m not so interested in seeing Emerie’s shock. She’s just so stupid."

"I’m just waiting for the real drama to unfold. This little appetizer is dull."

Sophie Wilson lay leisurely on the sofa, chuckling with pride.

"Mm." Charles Seymour responded from the other end of the line, "Regarding the upcoming matters..."

"Don’t worry, I’ll have someone take care of it," Sophie Wilson said with a smile, "It’s just a Wilson Corporation, no big deal."

"Why use money to deal with them?" Sophie Wilson advised Charles Seymour, "Mr. Seymour, you earn your money through hard work. Don’t waste it on people like them."

A soft chuckle from Charles Seymour came through the phone, "I’ll entrust this matter to you then."

"No big deal, don’t worry, I’ll cover for you," Sophie Wilson boasted, "Any... indication you want to show?"

Charles Seymour asked with amusement, "Such as..."

"Personally--reclining--on the pillow or something." As soon as Sophie Wilson said this, Charles Seymour’s breathing noticeably intensified, "Sophie, don’t be silly."

"My dear Mr. Seymour, you’re overly cautious," Sophie Wilson said with a chuckle. Although their relationship was already quite good, why wait until marriage for the last step?

Her memory had returned, and they could fully slip into the old couple mode.

"Could it be you’re feeling shy?" Sophie Wilson, having regained her memory, returned to her original self, so she wasn’t bashful in teasing someone.

There was silence on the other end.

Could he actually be that shy?

Sophie Wilson felt a bit uncertain, not wanting to push him too far.

Just as Sophie Wilson was about to change the subject, Charles Seymour’s enticing and deep voice came through the phone: "I’m afraid you won’t have the stamina."

What the heck!

Sophie Wilson incredulously raised the phone to her eyes; he actually underestimated her.

"Let’s wait until you’re well, then we’ll ’fight’," Charles Seymour’s last word carried extra meaning, causing Sophie Wilson’s cheeks to instantly flush.

But is Sophie Wilson the type that gives up so easily?

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