"They’re doing this on purpose." Ethan Seymour got more and more annoyed the more he thought, "I thought they were picking a day for Jas, yet they didn’t ntion anything. Even when we arrived at the Imperial Hotel, they didn’t say a word—they simply wanted our family of three to lose face."
How could his parents treat him like this?
Charlotte Reed lowered her head in distress and said, "Maybe it’s all because of . If it weren’t for , the bride they chose for you wouldn’t have passed away. It’s normal for them to have opinions about ."
"And ." Jas Reed chid in to admit fault, "If it weren’t for , Dad might love my big brother a bit more."
"What does it have to do with you both?" Jas Reed cursed angrily. He looked at his wife and son, both so considerate and understanding, such good people, yet how couldn’t his parents see it?
Is it just because he didn’t like the bride they picked for him?
Are they concerned for him or are they trying to control him?
"Even if they’re not fond of you two, they shouldn’t act like this for my sake." Ethan Seymour thought what he said made perfect sense.
"Jas could’ve held his engagent banquet on the ninth floor, but they won’t lift a finger." Ethan Seymour said resentfully, feeling more and more that his parents were being blatantly biased.
"Dad, getting to the ninth floor isn’t that easy, maybe big brother is just capable?" Jas Reed said, testing the waters.
Today, he was truly shocked. Perhaps no one was more surprised than him when Charles Seymour appeared in the hidden cara footage.
Is Charles Seymour really that capable?
How co he knew nothing about it?
There’s not a trace of news about Charles Seymour in the Imperial City.
"He’s not capable at all!" Ethan Seymour dismissed Jas Reed’s guess with a single sentence.
"Did you forget your uncle is from the training camp?" Ethan Seymour spoke with more disdain, "Your uncle was like this, back when he hadn’t retired he had connections at the training camp, yet he never helped once!"
"Now it’s convenient; now that little brat is getting engaged, he’s bustling about, inviting so many people, even managing to get the banquet on the ninth floor for the little brat’s recognition, humph!" Ethan Seymour cursed viciously, ever resentful toward his brother, feeling even more dissatisfied now.
Your brother, clearly, didn’t help him at all, yet helped that little brat instead!
Does his brother really understand the closeness of relations?
The key point is, he never helped him once before, always speaking with such righteousness, refusing to give anyone special favors!
Now?
What’s the story with the little brat’s engagent banquet?
His brother really says one thing and does another!
Pfft!
"But why would uncle help big brother?" Jas Reed asked puzzled, "He never helped you before, why would he break his rule to help big brother now?"
Jas Reed knew his uncle, a man of high principles who never held bias for personal gains.
Therefore, this situation made him feel exceedingly strange; at the sa ti, he worried that Charles Seymour had an unknown influence.
If that’s the case, it could be troubleso.
"Humph, have you forgotten that little brat also went to the training camp?" Ethan Seymour scoffed disdainfully, "He’s probably t so people there, so he got your uncle to pull so strings."
"Your uncle spent a lifeti at the training camp; who wouldn’t know a few people there?" Ethan Seymour had long seen through the matter, "Holding a banquet on the ninth floor isn’t a violation of any rules, just a matter of face."
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