Sophie Wilson sighed with admiration: "These two guys are really seasoned old hands, so interesting."
Kai Bright: "..."
If Albert Fletcher and James Reed are seasoned old hands, then what is Sophie who sees through their tricks at a glance?
Of course, this thought Kai Bright held back and didn't say out loud, only casting a complex look at his cousin—indeed, anyone who can be with Charles Seymour is certainly not simple.
"Albert Fletcher really played his hand beautifully," Sophie leaned back slightly, bumping into someone's firm chest muscles, the feeling was truly addictive.
"Not acting directly but passing the blame to James Reed. Albert Fletcher must be praised for his sharp perception when not clouded by emotions. He immediately found someone who could completely ruin Ophelia Wilson without dirtying his own hands," Sophie marveled.
