"Are you done with everything?" Sophie Wilson asked Patrick Grant, sitting in the restaurant.
"Yeah." Patrick Grant nodded slightly.
"Uncle Grant, you're really putting in so much effort," Sophie Wilson said with a chuckle. "If it were other bosses, they'd have come over and cozied up to their superiors long ago. But you're the opposite, running off to deal with work and leaving me here to cool my heels."
"Boss, I think work is more important." Patrick Grant, of course, knew Sophie Wilson was joking; that's just how his boss was.
"If no one takes care of the company, it would really collapse." Patrick Grant chuckled as he looked at Sophie Wilson.
"Come on, Uncle Grant, see if there's anything else you need; if there are dishes you like, just order them." Sophie Wilson quickly shoved the menu into Patrick Grant's hand, then turned and snuggled into Charles Seymour's embrace, pretending she hadn't heard anything just now.
