Through the car window reflection, Sophie Wilson watched Charles Seymour frowning, looking at her for a moment before turning his head to the other side.
Turned his head?
He actually turned his head?
Sophie Wilson angrily turned her head away, glaring viciously at the back of Charles Seymour's head. The resentment was so deep that it was impossible for Charles Seymour to ignore it.
Almost instinctively turning his head back, Charles Seymour's thin lips just moved a little, not even making a sound, when Sophie Wilson gave him a fierce glare, snorted heavily, and turned her head away, showing him the back of her head.
What's going on?
Charles Seymour's precise mind was completely stalled at this moment, unable to comprehend Sophie Wilson's complex reaction.
Through the car window reflection, Sophie Wilson saw Charles Seymour take out his phone, followed by a constant stream of text message notifications.
