Mason Wilson was flustered.
He knew well enough that this was Charles Seymour's trap, yet he couldn't help but follow the path Charles had laid out.
Who could blame him when Clarissa was the one he cared about?
Still, Mason, who had once managed Wilson Corporation, might not compare to Peace Corporation, but he certainly had the capability to handle changes calmly.
"You seem to understand women's minds well," Mason asked with a forced smile, "Just how many women did you get to know to master such 'skills'?"
Daring to provoke his relationship with Clarissa, this brat better explain himself first.
Does he think the tiger doesn't roar because it's sick?
Charles Seymour showed none of the panic Mason Wilson expected, and calmly said, "Does that require practice? Putting Sophie first in your heart, understanding her thoughts becomes natural."
