Goodness, even if she didn't hear it, it's one thing, but hearing someone insult her Mr. Seymour, how could she tolerate it?
"How dare you call me a beast?" Ethan Seymour panted heavily in rage, "Sophie Wilson, you're too presumptuous, you..."
"What about it? Didn't you first call yourself a beast? Even though we hate to admit it, you are indeed Charles' dad. If you insult him, aren't you admitting you're a beast? Or have you mutated?" Sophie Wilson retorted.
"Hmph, knowing your genes aren't good, don't go harming people willy-nilly. Luckily, my Mr. Seymour is awesome, purifying your lineage clean. Your son is great, inheriting it fully, not only that, but even surpassing the original!"
With a swift move, Sophie Wilson hung up the phone with a click.
Charles Seymour picked up the phone and quickly blocked Ethan Seymour's number, decisively without any hesitation.
"Nice work!" Sophie Wilson clapped excitedly and grabbed Charles Seymour, "Come on, kiss!"
Charles Seymour: "Kiss!"
