Old Mrs. Wilson was taken aback and looked to Sophie Wilson in confusion.
"It's not like you'd forsake your own daughter for profit." Sophie Wilson's words made Old Mrs. Wilson's face flush, and he smiled awkwardly, saying, "I've spent my whole life thinking about how to make money; it's become a habit."
"Honestly, it's not that I don't acknowledge you. I just thought that after Ophelia Wilson married James Reed, the Wilson Corporation could secure more partnerships, and once the company advanced further, I'd bring you back." Old Mrs. Wilson was rather candid at this point.
"Who would have thought that so many things would happen afterward... I've made mistake after mistake."
Old Mrs. Wilson's self-deprecating words made Sophie Wilson smile as she said, "Well, the Wilson Corporation has returned to my dad's hands, no matter how you look at it. You've worked hard your whole life; it's time for you to enjoy your golden years peacefully."
