novelraw Chapter 409 A Good Plan
Chapter 409 A Good Plan
"It seems you really like everything about the Wilson Clan. Since you think you’re not my child, I’ll just consider my daughter dead years ago." Jerry Taylor’s bluntness shocked Chaya Davis, who had lived with him for so many years, yet she seemed to have never truly understood him.Old Mrs. Wilson is no fool; after so many years in business, there’s nothing she hasn’t seen.
However, at this moment, she certainly wouldn’t let Ophelia Wilson leave the Wilson Clan.
"Let’s forget about this matter, and in the future, no one should bring it up," Old Mrs. Wilson said. "If Sophie Wilson wants to return to the Wilson family, I agree to her coming back."
This charitable decision from Old Mrs. Wilson made Mason Wilson burst into a sarcastic laugh and asked, "Dad, what about the things Emerie has done?"
"What do you mean by ’how to handle it’? That’s your sister," Old Mrs. Wilson glared fiercely at Mason Wilson. "Besides, Ophelia is not an outsider; she’s your brother-in-law’s child. You’ve already raised her, so why make distinctions?"
Mason Wilson’s smile grew colder and more ironic, "So Dad means to pretend nothing ever happened?"
"What else do you want? Do you want this family to fall apart?" Old Mrs. Wilson asked dissatisfiedly.
Mason Wilson looked at his father with complete derision, "At least let outsiders know that Ophelia Wilson is not my child, Sophie Wilson is, and I want the Wilson Clan to recognize Sophie’s identity."
"That’s impossible!" Old Mrs. Wilson retorted without even thinking.
Mason Wilson was not surprised by his father’s answer, and with a sigh, he said, "It seems, in Dad’s heart, the interests of the Wilson Clan are more important than my daughter."
Having pushed the conversation this far, Old Mrs. Wilson no longer held back, "Sophie Wilson can come back, but she must do so as your adopted daughter. Ophelia is still your biological daughter, the noble daughter of the Wilson Clan!"
"Then she can marry James Reed and latch onto the Seymour Family, right?" Mason Wilson voiced what Old Mrs. Wilson left unsaid.
"Mason, I thought that after managing the company for so many years, you would understand that everything must prioritize the company’s interests. Besides, haven’t you and Ophelia had any father-daughter affection over the years?" Old Mrs. Wilson asked.
"I always thought I was raising a daughter, but it turns out I’ve been nurturing a cold-blooded viper for so many years!" At Old Mrs. Wilson’s words, Mason Wilson abruptly looked at Ophelia Wilson, "You knew your identity all along, that’s why you helped Grace Wilson against Sophie, isn’t it?"
Ophelia Wilson pursed her lips, avoiding Mason Wilson’s question, and instead advised him, "Dad, Grandpa is also thinking about our Wilson Clan. Can you bear to see Grandpa worry at his age?"
Having been in the Wilson Corporation for so many years, Mason Wilson certainly understood the small tactics Ophelia Wilson used.
"Good, good, wonderful child!" Mason Wilson nodded repeatedly, "Dad, if you want to handle it this way, then let’s let the police resolve this issue."
"We can’t call the police!" Old Mrs. Wilson, bewildered by the series of events, understood this statement very clearly.
Calling the police would mean getting her Emerie arrested, wouldn’t it?
"Mason, what are you doing? She’s your sister!" Old Mrs. Wilson trembled with anger, "How can you treat your sister this way?"
"Sister?" Mason Wilson sneered, "Did she ever consider I am her brother when she did those things? That child is mine! When Clarissa gave birth to her, she nearly died from severe bleeding!"