"So, I don’t want him to know I went out to eat with you. Every time you two meet, there’s so much drama. Can’t you just get along peacefully?" Sophie Wilson sighed lightly, making Chloe White, who had been eavesdropping earnestly, feel uneasy inside.
Is that the reason?
She was really happy for no reason just now.
Chloe White sighed lightly, sipping her drink absentmindedly. As for the burger that had been served long ago, she hadn’t touched it at all.
She wasn’t interested in it in the first place, and now she has even less appetite.
"Your man is too petty." Jacob Smith snorted. "We’re just good friends, yet he’s so guarded, like it’s something serious. It’s so boring."
"Sophie, have you ever thought of dumping him and running away with me?" Jacob Smith winked, waving a metaphorical shovel as he vigorously tried to steal her affections.
"It’s no wonder he might want to beat you up." Sophie Wilson sighed helplessly, "You’re just asking for trouble, aren’t you?"
"I just can’t stand him." Jacob Smith snorted, thinking that if he had met Sophie a bit earlier, she might have been his girlfriend, and there wouldn’t have been a chance for Charles Seymour to beat him to it.
Sophie Wilson just shook her head with amusement. Those two were like rivals, disliking each other at first sight.
Charles Seymour returned from washing his hands, and the food they ordered was also served.
Charles Seymour immediately divided the meal, giving half to Sophie and taking her half onto his own plate.
His movements were neither rushed nor slow, looking quite pleasant. Meanwhile, Jacob Smith across the table angrily picked up the big burger and took a fierce bite, biting hard!
"That project from G Corporation, let your Peace Group take it over." Jacob Smith’s words made Chloe White, who was eavesdropping, sit up straight, feeling heavy-hearted. That project... does she have no chance to even compete for it?
"Not taking it." Charles Seymour rejected it flatly, making Chloe White feel relieved. She still had a chance.
But Jacob Smith was not happy. "Have you even looked into that project? If we develop it together..."
"Is your company bankrupt?" Charles Seymour asked calmly.
"You’re joking. How could our family go bankrupt?" Jacob Smith boasted with a smile. "With me around, there will never be a day of bankruptcy. Business will only keep booming."
After Jacob Smith said this, he saw Charles Seymour feeding fries directly to Sophie.
"What do you mean?" Only then did he feel like Charles Seymour’s question didn’t seem to match what he was talking about.
"Not collaborating." Charles Seymour gave Jacob Smith a direct answer.
"Why?" Jacob Smith asked angrily. His stance showed no sign that he was someone everyone in the Imperial City wanted to cooperate with, rather it looked like he felt wronged.
"I don’t want to see you." Charles Seymour was truly straightforward with Jacob Smith, his answers were so direct without any twists, making Jacob Smith shout in anger, "Are you crazy? You’re leaving money on the table!"
Charles Seymour finally deigned to give Jacob Smith a glance and asked, "Is money more important than Sophie? Fine, you go make money, I want Sophie."
Jacob Smith almost spat out a mouthful of blood, this Charles Seymour was so infuriating.
After one sentence to show off to Sophie, he could even belittle him hard.
Charles Seymour, excellent!
He’s become more and more sly, more and more shameless.
"I say, can you two not fight every time you meet?" Sophie Wilson sighed helplessly. She had enough of these two guys. How old are they? Still acting like kids, so childish!