"Crazy, huh? Who needs to drown their sorrows in alcohol? I think it's you all!" Emerie didn't want to give way, but, unfortunately, Sophie squeezed her aside.
Whatever Emerie said, Sophie considered it nonsense at the time; anyway, Emerie would know the result soon enough.
"Mom, how can Sophie be so shameless?" Emerie complained to Old Mrs. Wilson angrily.
"That's just how she is." Old Mrs. Wilson snorted; she didn't care for Sophie as a granddaughter.
Ever since Sophie showed up, her family hasn't had any peace.
Not only did she make her son leave home, but she also drove her daughter out the door.
How filial her son used to be!
And now?
He's been completely led astray by Sophie.
"Ignore them, hurry up and call Benjamin to see where they are, so we can have the waiter serve the dishes." Old Mrs. Wilson patted Emerie and said.
"Alright." Emerie said, taking out her phone. Before she could dial, the phone rang first.
