Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 817: Understanding

Even if Old Mr. Wilson had mentally prepared for everything, Sophie Wilson’s words still made his face change with anger.

What did Sophie Wilson mean by that?

Was he really offering all the family’s assets to Sophie, only for her to disdain them?

This situation...

"Sophie Wilson, you’re being too much!" Old Mrs. Wilson couldn’t hold back any longer, slapping the armrest of the sofa and shouting, "Wilson Corporation is the culmination of our years of hard work, not something for you to casually dismiss."

"I wasn’t planning to ruin it," Sophie replied innocently, watching Old Mrs. Seymour sigh heavily, "Didn’t I say I don’t want it?"

"You..." Old Mrs. Seymour pointed angrily at Sophie, shaking with rage, "Sophie Wilson, don’t push it too far!"

"Huh?" Sophie Wilson looked at Old Mrs. Wilson with amusement and asked, "Old Mrs. Wilson, you’re really funny. You came to my house, asking me to inherit your Wilson Clan’s business, and when I refuse, I’m the one being unreasonable."

"I’ve really seen it all with your kind of logic." Sophie shook her head and sighed helplessly.

"What kind of attitude is this? What’s with the look of disdain for Wilson Corporation? Is our Wilson Corporation lacking?" Old Mrs. Seymour couldn’t stand the sight of their lifetime’s efforts being despised like this and asked angrily.

"It’s not as good as the businesses we have," Sophie said quite honestly.

Old Mrs. Wilson was so angry her lips trembled, but couldn’t find the words to refute.

Because what Sophie said was indeed the truth.

How could Wilson Corporation compare to the Peace Group?

Not to mention, Sophie herself was also the owner of the Lingshu Jade Company.

"Yes." Old Mr. Wilson sighed and said, "I know you don’t think much of Wilson Corporation, but it’s still our life’s work."

"It’s precisely because it’s our life’s work that I took that step back then, to preserve Wilson Corporation, to make it even better." Old Mr. Wilson said sincerely, "It was my mistake back then."

Old Mr. Wilson’s attitude was quite correct, and his posture was humble enough.

"You’re my granddaughter, how could I not care for you? But at that time, I was truly blinded by profit." Old Mr. Wilson said with a bitter smile, "Can you understand my feelings?"

"I thought, at the time, to appease Ophelia first, and once we cooperated with the Peace Group, to bring you back. Who would have thought your father would react so drastically and leave home immediately."

Old Mr. Wilson sighed heavily, his aged voice filled with regret: "I was a bit short-sighted, but Sophie, think about it, I’m so old now, even if I do enjoy a few more years, isn’t it all for your father and your future?"

Old Mr. Wilson’s somewhat clouded eyes gazed at Sophie, and this confession even moved Julian Campbell a little.

Julian could understand Old Mr. Wilson’s words; after all, Old Mr. Wilson was thinking about his children and grandchildren.

Julian looked at Sophie, only to see her nod slightly and say, "Sir, I understand your intention."

Old Mr. Wilson was touched, nodding repeatedly with emotion: "Good child, good child, back then I..."

"But, I can’t forgive you!" Sophie’s next words froze Old Mr. Wilson’s excited smile on his face, leaving him stunned, as if unable to comprehend the meaning behind her words for a moment.