Charles Seymour reached out his hand, and his driver, who had been following him, imdiately handed over a water bottle.
Charles Seymour carefully unscrewed it and handed it to Sophie Wilson.
While Sophie Wilson drank the water, he took out a tissue.
Once Sophie Wilson finished drinking, his tissue was just right in her hand. The two didn’t need to say much; they had an extraordinary rapport.
That kind of rapport was enough to illustrate the nature of their relationship.
It was precisely the knowledge of this that made Jas Reed’s heart feel like it was being nibbled by ants, with a burning pain.
His heart was already twisted beyond recognition by jealousy, yet Jas Reed still maintained a gentle and fitting smile: "Brother, you still don’t want to talk to ?"
Jas Reed was sowhat despondent, with a naturally fair and pleasant appearance, and when his forlorn expression ca out, it swayed the scales in quite a few people’s hearts towards him.
Everyone saw that it was Jas Reed who ca over to greet Charles Seymour, yet neither Sophie Wilson nor Charles Seymour paid him any attention.
The absence of even basic politeness truly made people feel uncomfortable.
"Jas, what’s going on?" Ophelia Wilson could not possibly let her boyfriend lose face, promptly coming over to help him out.
"My brother... forget it, it’s nothing." Jas Reed’s hesitation made Ophelia Wilson feel deeply sorry for him.
"Is he your brother?" Ophelia Wilson looked in surprise at Sophie Wilson and Charles Seymour, who were evidently a couple, her heart skipping a beat.
She couldn’t have imagined that Sophie Wilson’s boyfriend was actually a Seymour family heir, which seed a bit troubling.
"Your half-brother?" Ophelia Wilson’s exclamation cleared up the confusion for those around.
"Yes." Jas Reed replied in a deep voice, seemingly suppressing sothing, "My brother... has always misunderstood my mom, has always been unwilling to co ho, I..."
As he spoke, Jas Reed took a step forward: "Brother, are you really not coming ho? After all these years, Dad misses you so much, just wants to see you once, is that impossible?"
In the final words, Jas Reed’s voice trembled, and amidst his agitated emotions, there was an elent of pleading.
Many people around were quite bewildered by the scene, while those in the know quietly filled others in on the Seymour family relationships.
The Seymour family’s most beloved Old Mr. Seymour’s youngest son, Ethan Seymour, had two sons. One was Charles Seymour, born to his first wife, though people in the circle had only heard of Charles Seymour and had never t this Eldest Young Master.
The other was Ethan Seymour’s later true love’s son, Jas Reed.
Speaking of Jas Reed, he was thriving in the circle, competent and humble, with quite a good reputation and a significant chance of taking over the Seymour family.
Ethan Seymour doted on his later wife so much that it was evident from the fact that Jas Reed took on the true love’s surna, and much hope was placed on him.
It was said that Ethan Seymour’s first wife was chosen by his father without any emotional bond, naturally making him less close to Charles Seymour, his firstborn.
However, after all, both were his sons, and regardless of favoritism, as a father, he would think of his son.
Wasn’t it a little too heartless of Charles Seymour not to visit his father all these years?
Many people cast strange looks at Charles Seymour, yet the focus of their gaze, Charles Seymour, remained completely unaffected, as if nothing had happened.
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