"Mind your own business!" Ethan Seymour swore impatiently.
Sophie Wilson wasn't bothered at all and responded directly, "Yeah, what Mr. Seymour does is none of your business?"
"You, you... hmph, if you weren't incompetent, would I be so worried?" Ethan Seymour, in his urgency, found this excuse, "Don't mention your decoration company or those mystical jewels."
"What do those things have to do with the business world? Do you really think you have lots of contacts? The business circle is not something you play as a kid's game."
"Contacts?" Sophie Wilson looked at Ethan Seymour bewildered and asked full of confusion, "You think I don't have contacts?"
Sophie Wilson was truly shocked. She could accept not having regained her memories, but now that she had, she felt that, while her network might not be the best, anything she wanted to do would go smoothly.
