After Jason Cole made the announcement, the company that won the bid went over to discuss the contract signing.
Of course, Sophie Wilson didn't get involved in these matters; it was Edward Palmer and Lucy Wells who handled them.
She, on the other hand, was packing her bags with Charles Seymour, ready to head home soon.
"Why do you think those three people recommended my company? Was it your doing?" Sophie Wilson poked Charles Seymour's firm abs and asked.
"Not me." Charles Seymour explained.
He looked down at this woman who was having so much fun, silently sighed in his heart, was she always such a tease?
Did she even see him as a healthy man?
"If it wasn't you, then why would they recommend my company?" Sophie Wilson pouted in confusion, then slapped her hands together and exclaimed excitedly, "Is it because I'm just too charming?"
Charles Seymour raised a hand and placed it on Sophie Wilson's head, "Don't think too much about it."
