Doesn't he just want the Wilson Corporation?
When he discovers that after decades of painstaking patience, the company he gains turns into a hot potato... What will he do then?
"Never mind them, let them play their own games," Sophie Wilson finally stepped on him happily again, then got up, waved smilingly to Charles Seymour, "Going back to sleep, goodnight."
Charles Seymour stared dumbfounded as Sophie Wilson "heartlessly" left, then looked down, glanced at his determined brother, and helplessly rubbed his forehead with a bitter smile.
Sophie, having regained her memory, was so mischievous, just like before, never suffering any loss.
Well, they both took advantage of each other a bit, so it evens out.
Benjamin Walton's situation naturally did not escape Emerie Wilson's notice. Ever since her divorce, she had been closely watching Benjamin Walton's status.
