Emma Winton took a sip of her drink, "So when you compare her to that girl just now, it only makes that girl seem even more inadequate—no family background, capabilities, or assets worth mentioning."
Emma Winton analyzed people with clear precision.
Wyatt Lewis let out a cold laugh, "So what? I love her, I will marry her. In my eyes, she embodies everything worthwhile."
"You're completely blinded by love, Young Master Lewis. We're not living in a fairy tale world. In reality, there aren't that many stories of princes and Cinderella. Face the reality that, in the face of such great differences, you'll eventually part ways."
Wyatt Lewis finished his drink, ignored her, and turned away.
Emma Winton watched Wyatt Lewis's figure walk away and smiled faintly.
Quite the character indeed.
She lifted her dress hem and leisurely walked over to Chairman Winton, "Dad."
"How did it go? How did your chat with Young Master Lewis go?"
