In the evening, Old Mrs. Wilson recounted the day's events to Old Mr. Wilson, who sneered and asked, "Can you guarantee that Emerie's words are true?"
"This matter... Would Emerie really lie?" Old Mrs. Wilson asked with a frown.
"Emerie wouldn't lie, but behind her is Benjamin Walton," Old Mr. Wilson scoffed. "Benjamin has a lot of cunning tricks; he's not someone Emerie can handle."
"So, should we just let this matter go?" Old Mrs. Wilson was a bit reluctant. "What if Benjamin and James Reed do have that connection? If we get involved, our Wilson Corporation won't be just an ordinary company anymore."
Becoming a supplier for the training camp would be like receiving a certification seal.
Would we still have to worry about the product's sales in the future?
Even if our prices are higher than other manufacturers, people would still be eager to buy.
