novelraw Chapter 527: So Annoying
Chapter 527: So Annoying
"Isn’t it just that, the deliberate thing, introducing everything, almost hanging a price tag on every place." Julian Campbell sarcastically said, "Show that he spent a lot of money on Ophelia Wilson, how rich he is, spending money like water.""Auntie, you know what? This peeking..."
"Your uncle arranged it." Sophie Wilson lazily continued Julian Campbell’s words.
Julian Campbell, who intended to scare her, was instead frightened by Sophie Wilson. He stared at her incredulously and asked in shock, "How do you know?"
Sophie Wilson looked at Julian Campbell amusedly, "Isn’t the answer quite obvious?"
"Not to mention how strict the security on the ninth floor is. Your uncle also wouldn’t let people casually sneak in. What if they disrupt our engagement party?" Sophie Wilson said with a smile, without any hint of surprise.
Julian Campbell’s mouth dropped open, staring at Sophie Wilson like he’d seen a ghost. He still wanted to reveal a shocking secret.
This feeling of not scaring anyone is really unpleasant.
"At such an important moment, my Mr. Seymour wouldn’t allow the slightest mistake." Sophie Wilson’s justified words got Julian Campbell stuck; how come he felt a bit full even though he hadn’t finished breakfast?
Julian Campbell opened his mouth, then finally closed it sullenly. He originally wanted to say how well he cooperated, that he also had some credit.
But now, he had no interest in speaking out.
It’s just like watching a suspense drama, being all tense, and suddenly someone tells you who the killer is.
Darn, so uncomfortable!
So frustrating!
Want to scratch the wall!
"Did you also cooperate with your uncle?" Sophie Wilson asked with a smile.
What a poor kid, just like a bullied little puppy, pitifully, making Sophie Wilson not have the heart.
He didn’t say it, so she had to ask. It seems Julian Campbell also contributed.
"Yeah." Julian Campbell nodded. When he mentioned this, the confidence he had just after leaving home happily bounced back, "That’s right. I’m someone who gets attention everywhere I go, attracting one or two journalists is no problem. So..."
"So, after someone saw you, they followed you to the ninth floor, then noticed there’s even more explosive news in our banquet hall, and tried to sneak in to shoot?" Sophie Wilson continued.
The confidence Julian Campbell had just puffed up was deflated again in an instant. Why couldn’t Auntie just give him a chance to show off?
"Auntie, I’m a key part of Uncle’s arrangements. Without attracting journalists, how would there be such an exciting live comparison?" Julian Campbell insisted on stating his role; he’s still very useful.
"Even if you didn’t bring anyone in, your uncle would definitely have arranged for others to ’sneak photos.’" Sophie Wilson said with a light laugh, "Otherwise, do you think that journalist could find the waiter’s clothes so easily and sneak in without being noticed?"
"Anyway, your uncle must have arranged everything well, and the plan definitely wasn’t just one." After Sophie Wilson finished speaking, she looked at Charles Seymour. Although Charles didn’t speak, for some reason, the moment they made eye contact, Julian Campbell had an illusion of being blinded.
Not only did he not get to show off happily, but his uncle also took the spotlight, and he was even fed a large helping of ’dog food’...so frustrating!
"Was it really Charles’ doing?" Clarissa Taylor asked in surprise.