The words from Old Mrs. Wilson were sincere and heartfelt, truly the advice of a caring elder for the younger generation.
He was willing to offend Charles Seymour to remind them, truly a touching elder.
"Over the years, I am not among those who bullied Sophie." Charles Seymour said coldly, each word carrying a chill that could freeze someone, "If Old Mr. Wilson hasn't lost his memory, he should know why Sophie ended up outside the family."
"You want her to step back, how can she step back?" Charles Seymour said with a grim expression, "Why not let Emerie Wilson also wander outside for over twenty years? However, she is different from Sophie back then, Sophie was just a helpless infant back then."
"How about this… break Emerie Wilson's legs, so it's slightly fairer."
"Charles Seymour, don't go too far!" Old Mrs. Wilson slammed the table and stood up abruptly.
