In front of Old Mr. Seymour, Ethan sohow didn’t shout "brute," but he was in a very bad mood.
That little beast was born to go against him, disgust him, right?
Old Mr. Seymour looked at Ethan in surprise: "You actually know Charles is getting engaged today?"
When did Ethan, as a father, ever care about Charles?
"He really is engaged today?" In Ethan’s incredible state mixed with resentnt and anger, his bloodshot eyes looked terrifying as if he heard the na of the murderer of his father.
He originally thought the news Jas heard was false, but he didn’t expect it to be true.
His father said it’s today, how could it be wrong?
"What? He’s not even allowed to get engaged today?" Old Mr. Seymour sneered, sarcastically saying, "Ethan, you’re really overbearing. You usually don’t care about Charles, and now you’re interfering in his marriage? On what grounds?"
"Dad." Ethan was filled with anger, eager to vent to soone, but thinking today was an important day for Jas, he could only suppress it.
He didn’t want anything to go wrong at today’s engagent party, ruining Jas’ good event.
"So Dad, where are you going now?" Ethan asked in a deep voice.
Old Mr. Seymour pointed upward: "Ninth floor for the banquet."
Ethan’s anger instantly transford into surprise, looking up in disbelief: "Dad, do you have such an important event tonight?"
"Of course it’s important," Old Mr. Seymour said in a deep voice.
How could his grandson’s engagent party not be important?
"Then Dad, Mom, you go ahead." Ethan’s attitude suddenly improved greatly, even asking with a hint of flattery, "How about I take Jas along to greet the hosts? After all, we’re family, and it happens to be convenient."
The ninth floor is never open to the public; hosting a banquet there ans they are definitely not ordinary people. If he could take Jas to attend, eting the people inside would add so leverage in business later.
"One invitation per person, no entry without it." Old Mr. Seymour’s icy words instantly extinguished Ethan’s futile hopes.
How could Old Mr. Seymour not know what Ethan was thinking?
Ethan’s thoughts were all about Jas Reed, trying to introduce Jas to influential people.
When has he ever put effort into Charles?
After hearing Old Mr. Seymour’s words, Ethan’s face imdiately fell.
The ninth floor really is as strict as rumored, not allowing even the slightest loophole.
"In that case, I won’t disturb you." Ethan chuckled dryly, rather regretfully saying, "Dad, if you have ti after the banquet upstairs, you can co to Jas’ engagent party. After all, it’s your grandson’s engagent day, it’s not good if you, as a grandfather, don’t attend."
"No ti." Old Mr. Seymour gave Ethan no face; this bastard was so biased, why should he be polite?
Ethan doesn’t care for Charles, but he does!
"Alright, it’s almost ti." Old Mrs. Seymour spoke to urge, what’s the point of wasting ti here with Ethan?
Although Ethan is her son, Old Mrs. Seymour had long been displeased with Ethan.
Her son is an incorrigible bastard, as his mother, she naturally didn’t want to acknowledge him!
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