Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate

Chapter 857: Not a Problem

Shock!Ophelia Wilson was completely stunned!

It felt like a thunderous storm erupted in her mind, blowing her into smithereens, scattering into countless particles, drifting in the wind, turning into dust, trampled by thousands, hurting deeply in her bones, her entire body uncontrollably trembling.

Even her fake tears were forgotten by Ophelia Wilson, her eyes vacant, lost in thought.

Seeing Ophelia Wilson’s devastated state, Albert Fletcher finally let out a breath: "Ophelia Wilson, what’s it like being betrayed by someone closest to you? Satisfying, isn’t it?"

Albert Fletcher sneered maliciously. Over the years, to pave the way for Ophelia Wilson, pushing her to the top of the entertainment world, he worked diligently, using his connections to find resources everywhere.

Honestly, Ophelia Wilson’s talent wasn’t as good as the artists he had previously managed, which was why he initially didn’t want to take on Ophelia Wilson.

But because Ophelia Wilson saved his parents, he wanted to repay her, so he took on Ophelia Wilson.

For Ophelia Wilson, he even reverted to being in the state when he first entered the industry, networking tirelessly with smiling faces.

With his ability, if it were any artist with good talent, why would he need to do this?

Yet, all those years of effort, all the heartfelt moments, were nothing but a scam.

The culprit was the person he devoted everything to, this blow... was absolutely deadly.

Albert Fletcher now wished he could skin Ophelia Wilson alive!

"I know you don’t believe it." Albert Fletcher said with satisfaction, "You can ask your lawyer!"

After speaking, Albert Fletcher glanced at Ophelia Wilson with a deadpan face, stood up quickly, and left straight away.

Ophelia Wilson should properly taste this feeling of betrayal; in prison, she should have plenty of time to slowly savor it.

"You should return now." The policeman’s words suddenly awakened Ophelia Wilson, who shouted frantically, "Albert Fletcher, clarify things for me!"

The policeman immediately restrained the hysterical Ophelia Wilson: "Behave!"

"Albert Fletcher! Stop right there!" Ophelia Wilson struggled wildly, her eyes red, hysterical, "Stop! Clarify things!"

The piercing cries spread far; clearly, Albert Fletcher heard them, but aside from the cold, retaliatory smile at his lips, his steps didn’t pause a bit.

Currently, Ophelia Wilson had just stepped into the abyss of pain; every moment from now on would be endless torture for her.

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"...What do you think Charles Seymour means?" Mason Wilson couldn’t get an answer from Charles Seymour, so he naturally called his daughter.

Sophie will definitely figure it out.

After listening, Sophie Wilson laughed: "Dad, just wait. Didn’t they value the Wilson Clan’s interests back then, making you leave the Wilson Clan in anger? When the time comes, they’ll beg you to return to take over the Wilson Corporation."

"Impossible." Mason Wilson knew his parents’ doting on Emerie Wilson too well. His father was easy to convince, but his mother truly indulged Emerie Wilson at every turn; otherwise, Emerie Wilson wouldn’t have grown more wayward.

"Emerie Wilson is now trying to secure benefits for Benjamin Walton, probably eyeing the Wilson Clan," Mason Wilson said, unable to suppress a laugh, "I should say, from the start, Benjamin Walton married her for the Wilson Clan. Recently, Benjamin Walton’s ambition is finally getting harder to conceal."

"Dad, don’t worry. When the time comes, Emerie Wilson definitely won’t be a problem." Sophie Wilson said confidently, her smile broad.