"You beast, let go of ." Ethan Seymour cursed angrily.
Charles Seymour looked at him coldly, without speaking, but his gaze was as rciless as a bloodstained sharp blade, piercing fiercely into Ethan’s heart, causing his heart to constrict sharply, his mind buzzing, and he even forgot to struggle.
At that mont, the fear of death was like a cold swamp, quickly drowning him.
"Brother!" Jas Reed saw the situation was off and hurried forward to persuade, "Don’t hit Dad, let go first."
Sophie Wilson glanced at Jas Reed and sneered, "Jas Reed, which eye of yours saw Mr. Seymour hit Ethan Seymour? He was obviously stopping Ethan from hitting !"
"You can’t just make false accusations like that, speaking nonsense with open eyes, are you even human?" Sophie’s retort made Jas Reed a bit embarrassed, but who was he, his skin was as thick as a city wall corner, and he helplessly explained, "I didn’t an that, I just don’t want Brother to hurt Dad."
"It’s always been you all hurting Mr. Seymour in my family!" Sophie shouted angrily.
"We..."
"Get out!" Charles coldly uttered this word, as if it was a sword forged from millennium-old ice, fiercely stabbing into Jas Reed and Ethan Seymour, causing them to freeze instantly.
The terror carrying a heavy bloody death aura was like a gigantic tidal wave, harshly crashing upon them, leaving their minds blank in an instant.
By the ti they ca to their senses again, they were already outside Charles Seymour’s villa.
They didn’t even have any impression of how they got out.
"Damn it, that little beast!" The first thing Ethan Seymour wanted to do when he ca to his senses was to go back into the villa to settle scores with Charles Seymour.
"Dad." Jas Reed hurriedly stopped Ethan, "Don’t act impulsively."
"I’m impulsive?" Ethan Seymour glared angrily at Jas Reed, pointing at his own face, "I got slapped by that whore! Who does she think she is to dare hit !"
"Do you want to just take the hit?" Ethan glared at Jas, whose side was Jas on?
"Dad, Dad..." Jas quickly pulled Ethan into a nearby car, telling him not to be impulsive.
"You’re even helping that beast?!" Jas’s action nearly made Ethan Seymour die of anger.
"Dad, how could I possibly help Brother. I’m helping you!" Jas Reed said helplessly, "If you go in now, what are you going to do? It’s obvious Brother is biased towards Sophie Wilson. Going in would only trigger conflict, which is extrely disadvantageous for us!"
"So you an to say I should just take the hit for nothing?" Ethan Seymour’s face was twisted with rage. At his age, he was actually slapped by a little whore!
How could he swallow this?
"Of course not!" Jas said firmly, "Dad is the elder to Brother and them, and they dare to do this... Dad, let’s go see Grandpa."
"See your Grandpa?" Ethan Seymour was stunned, obviously not catching the aning in Jas’s words.
Jas nodded heavily, affirming, "Dad, we can ask Grandpa to arbitrate fairly. After all, we ca to ask Brother to join the company, it’s for the company’s good and Brother’s good. Now Brother and them not only don’t appreciate it but also... I think Grandpa will surely consider it fairly."
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