"Oh my... this is killing me!" Sophie Wilson clutched her stomach, unable to control her laughter. "So you're the boss of Peace Group, and James Reed is trying to both tackle you and butter up your subordinates? I can't take it, this is just too hilarious!"
Uncle Warren downstairs was momentarily stunned, but then his eyes filled with a smile of relief.
Miss Wilson was laughing so heartily, not because of Mr. Seymour's identity, but because she was mocking James Reed's foolishness.
It seems Mr. Seymour's choice was spot on.
With anyone else, they would have more or less been influenced by Mr. Seymour's identity.
Mr. Seymour really found the right person.
Charles Seymour held Sophie Wilson tight, afraid she'd laugh so hard she'd fall to the ground. He even reached out to rub her belly, worried she'd cramp from laughing so much.
