CHAPTER 469: CHAPTER 469: WHEN A SENSE OF SUPERIORITY ARISES

"Sophie, I’m telling you, as a woman you can’t just treat a man like an ATM. Otherwise, over time, no man will be able to tolerate you," Ophelia Wilson kindly advised Sophie Wilson.

"My Mr. Seymour enjoys it when I spend his money. If I don’t, he gets upset," Sophie Wilson said, suspiciously sizing up Ophelia Wilson before asking, "Are you advocating not spending your man’s money because James Reed hasn’t handed you his card?"

As soon as Sophie Wilson spoke, she saw the smile on Ophelia Wilson’s face freeze, indicating she’d hit the nail on the head.

"My daughter is self-reliant and independent. She’s not like some people who rely on men and become useless," Chaya Davis retorted, unwilling to see her daughter bullied by Sophie Wilson.

"Don’t you think being pampered is great?" Sophie Wilson looked at Chaya Davis with curiosity. "My life’s goal is to be someone who’s provided for."

Chaya Davis was startled, her eyes wide in disbelief, staring at Sophie Wilson as if she’d seen an alien.

Someone so unapologetically enjoying being pampered.

"Are you really so unambitious?" Chaya Davis asked in astonishment.

"Ambition is just a means to enjoy better conditions, right?" Sophie Wilson looked at Chaya Davis with confusion. "I don’t need ambition to enjoy things, so why bother?"

Chaya Davis: "..."

Even being pampered has become a source of pride?

What is going on in Sophie Wilson’s mind?

"Mom, since that’s how Sophie thinks, let’s leave it at that. As long as Mr. Seymour can afford Sophie, it’s not our concern to interfere," Ophelia Wilson gently advised Chaya Davis, clearly implying Charles Seymour couldn’t support Sophie Wilson.

Ophelia Wilson could say anything else, and Sophie Wilson might not mind, but Ophelia Wilson had to go and mock her Mr. Seymour, which Sophie couldn’t tolerate!

"My Mr. Seymour doesn’t have much money, but at least the jewelry we buy here is just for my mom and me to wear casually. We’re not like you wealthy folks who come here to pick out jewelry just for your engagement," Sophie Wilson said with a smile, "Ophelia, you truly are a good wife. You’re saving money for your husband even before tying the knot."

"Oops... sorry, I forgot. You said women should be self-reliant, so even after marriage, you won’t spend James Reed’s money," Sophie Wilson wrapped her arm around Clarissa Taylor’s, smiling, "Mom, let’s check out some other places and buy something for Dad to use regularly. Charles will prepare the engagement items, no need for me to worry."

With that, Sophie Wilson held the shopping bags and left with Clarissa Taylor.

Chaya Davis, infuriated, turned red-eyed, muttering under her breath, "What’s there to be smug about? My daughter is the real Seymour bride!"

"Mom, why bother fighting with them?" Ophelia Wilson chuckled, "They’re just putting on airs, don’t mind them, let’s choose what we want."

She couldn’t believe that Charles Seymour, someone living off dividends, would allow Sophie Wilson to spend like that.

Did Sophie Wilson think she’d get upset this way?

If so, Sophie Wilson miscalculated.

Chaya Davis picked out a set of jewelry, something she’d never dared dream of before, and now it was going to be hers.

"Mom, this jewelry set suits you. When I get engaged, you’ll look great wearing it," Ophelia Wilson said with a smile.