"Your uncle exposes his old face, and he still can’t get this done?" Ethan Seymour sneered, "Soone has already booked the ninth-floor banquet hall. If you connect with their friends, you know, people who’ve been through training camps, once they reach a certain position, naturally know big nas."
"Plus, if your grandpa throws a lot of money at that little bastard, won’t this engagent party be set up?" Ethan Seymour got more and more agitated as he spoke.
"I’m trying to organize your engagent party, but they don’t care. Yet, they go all out for that little bastard’s engagent party—this is just a slap in my face!" Ethan Seymour was furious, then looked at Jas Reed and said fiercely, "Jas, you must secure the deal with the Peace Group this ti!"
"By then, once we get control of the Seymour Corporation, let’s see what else they can stir up!" Ethan Seymour said through gritted teeth, "When we gain control, we will rise again! Jas, bear with it a little longer; it’s Dad’s incompetence that brought you such humiliation today."
"After partnering with the Peace Group, we’ll win over the shareholders of the corporation; by then, your surna will definitely change." Ethan Seymour recalled Sophie Wilson’s accusatory words in the parking lot, squinting his eyes and exhaling heavily as he explained, "What I’m doing is not out of selfishness, but because I don’t want you to be the Seymour Family’s young master and not gain any Seymour Family benefits."
"I understand, Dad," Jas Reed nodded understandingly, "First, you’re too filial and don’t want to upset Grandma and Grandpa; second, you want to give a good life and not let suffer. I won’t believe the provocative words of others."
The heartfelt words of Jas Reed made Ethan Seymour feel imnsely comforted; this was his son, so filial, so sensible.
Can that little bastard compare?
Look, Jas can understand his painstaking efforts; this is his good son!
"Alright, today’s matter was also because you got involved due to . Were it not for my ’misunderstanding’ of your grandparents back then... it wouldn’t have made you so embarrassed." When Ethan Seymour ntioned the word "misunderstanding," he was so bitter he could almost break his teeth.
He wouldn’t have assud that the date was set by his parents for Jas if it wasn’t for their misleading.
As long as that bastard didn’t get engaged the sa day as Jas, this embarrassing situation could’ve been avoided.
If not for today’s misunderstanding, he wouldn’t have ntioned anything about the ninth-floor invitation at the banquet.
If it weren’t for that sneaky live broadcast, things wouldn’t have turned into such a joke!
They did it on purpose, his parents helped that little bastard to slap him in the face.
Do they think that doing so would make him acknowledge that little bastard?
Dream on!
He would never forgive that little bastard in this lifeti!
"Dad, why talk about this between us?" Jas Reed asked with a laugh, "The story, if it gets out, also blas grandma and grandpa for being unreasonable, we didn’t do anything. Dad, don’t mind it. I will work hard to secure the deal with the Peace Group."
"By then, you will beco the head of our Seymour Corporation, and grandma and grandpa won’t be able to bully you any longer."
Jas Reed knew how to talk, simply turning his ambition to seize power into an act of standing up for Ethan Seymour.
Ethan Seymour really believed it, nodding with considerable satisfaction: "That’s my good son. Alright, you’ve been busy for a long ti, go rest early, and don’t think about these botherso things anymore."
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