Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate

Chapter 1058: Chapter 1058: How Dare You

He... is he being disliked?

"Your clothes are dirty." Sophie Wilson pushed him, pouting helplessly. Can’t you stop looking like you’ve been abandoned?

This expression really doesn’t match his cold face, okay?

Charles Seymour looked down at his suit, then glanced at Sophie’s pajamas, and decisively sat on the bed.

"Hey..." Sophie glared.

"Dirty clothes can be washed later." Charles said indifferently.

Well, she worried for nothing.

"What is this on you?" Sophie pointed curiously to a spot slightly behind Charles’ shoulder, where there was a white stain.

It was already dried.

What could have rubbed off on Charles in this spot?

Charles looked puzzled, naturally unable to see it from his angle, and shook his head, indicating he didn’t know.

"Probably something you bumped into somewhere." Sophie said, "If you’re not meeting clients later, you don’t need to change; just change when you get home."

"Hmm." Charles certainly had no objection.

As for where Charles had been, Sophie was slightly curious, but she didn’t ask.

It probably wasn’t work-related, otherwise the secretary would have told her. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

But since the secretary didn’t say anything, it must have been something else.

After all, Sophie knew Charles’ identity was not simple, definitely not just business matters, and as for what he did, if he didn’t say, she wouldn’t ask.

"I really didn’t expect Hayley Cole to be so ruthless; she wanted to beat Daisy Lewis to death." Sophie mentioned, lamenting.

Back then, she was watching not far away. Hayley really went for it—oh, no, kicked quite viciously.

"But Chairman Cole saw it all; it was perfect." Sophie said with a smile, then her gaze turned cold, "Dare to scheme against me, does Hayley Cole really think she can get away with it?"

Charles’ eyes were full of laughter as he ruffled Sophie’s hair, loving the smooth and soft strands so much that he accidentally messed it up completely.

Sophie looked at Charles speechlessly, reached out, and pinched his cheek, "interrogating," "Do you think I look good with a bird’s nest on my head?"

Charles nodded affirmatively, "Beautiful. You look good in any way."

Sophie took a deep breath, lightly tapped his face with a speechless look, "Mr. Seymour, your sweet-talking skills are really full marks."

"Alright, alright, tidy up, we’ll head home in a bit." Sophie pushed Charles so he could step out for her to change clothes.

Charles reluctantly left, thinking maybe they should set a date for the wedding?

In the evening, just after Sophie finished dinner, Hayley Cole’s call came through. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Miss Cole, what can I do for you?" Sophie asked, quite politely.

"Sophie Wilson, do you want me dead?" Hayley questioned sharply, her voice almost turning into tangible spikes piercing through the phone to stab Sophie’s eardrums.

"Miss Cole, listen to yourself, why would I want you dead..."

Hearing Sophie trying to deny it, Hayley was furious and was about to curse loudly when she heard Sophie’s indifferent voice from the receiver, "I just want you to wish you were dead."

"Sophie Wilson, how dare you!" Hayley listened, and there was nothing unclear about it; this was all Sophie’s doing!