"This is the Wilson Corporation's board meeting. If you're not a director of Wilson Corporation, what are you doing here?" Emerie Wilson stared at Sophie Wilson and said sarcastically.
"Huh, I'm really curious now—since when did Benjamin Walton become a director of Wilson Corporation?" Sophie Wilson looked at Benjamin Walton in mock surprise and asked.
"Benjamin is my husband. Of course he can attend." Emerie's face darkened in an instant.
Sophie smugly hooked her arm through Mason Wilson's. "And I'm still my dad's little girl. That's a much closer bond than your so-called husband-and-wife relationship."
"Enough." Old Mrs. Wilson frowned and scolded, "Sit down, and start the meeting!"
Benjamin tugged at Emerie, managing to stop her from continuing to trade barbs with Sophie.
Emerie pressed her lips together. Anyway, there'd be plenty of chances later to make Sophie cry. For now, she'd let Sophie off the hook.
