Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate Chapter 563: Look at His Will

"Grandfather, let play sothing for you." As he spoke, Jas Reed pressed the button on the recorder, and Charles Seymour’s voice ca through clearly.

Old Mr. Seymour listened quietly, showing no reaction. Jas lowered his eyes, sneering inwardly.

What an old fox, able to remain so calm after hearing such a recording. No wonder he managed to make Seymour Corporation so successful.

When the recording ended, Jas turned off the recorder, quietly watching Old Mr. Seymour without saying a word.

Old Mr. Seymour smiled, a smile full of deeper aning: "What do you an by letting hear this?"

"You’re right, Grandfather. I indeed have selfish motives for inviting my brother back to the company," Jas admitted frankly. "I really want to use him to secure the partnership with Peace Group."

"Grandfather, you know how important this partnership is to our Seymour Corporation. Now, because of the engagent banquet, my brother is in the spotlight. Peace Group, considering his connections, will be more inclined to think about our company."

Jas laid all his cards on the table, appearing quite sincere.

Old Mr. Seymour did not interrupt him, just listened quietly.

Jas sighed softly and said, "I know you don’t like , Grandfather, but this is a company matter. I still hope you can persuade my brother to co back. This way, Seymour Corporation will have a better chance."

"You’ve certainly done a lot for the company," Old Mr. Seymour said with a smile.

Jas responded modestly, "This is what I should do."

"You say it’s for the good of the company... what’s this recording got to do with it?" Old Mr. Seymour asked. "Are you trying to tell how foolish my grandson is, ignoring his own family for the sake of a woman?"

With that last word, Old Mr. Seymour suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, the kind of presence only soone who has weathered the business world for years could have.

Even Jas, who was so adept at concealing his emotions, felt a shiver of fear in the face of such an Old Mr. Seymour.

"No, that’s not what I ant," Jas hastily explained. "I just wanted to tell you, Grandfather, that I hope you can persuade my brother. After all, so things can be overlooked once or twice by family, but over ti... it really hurts feelings."

"Is that so?" Old Mr. Seymour smiled, and the oppressive aura that almost suffocated Jas suddenly retracted, allowing him to breathe easier, his erratic heartbeat gradually returning to normal.

"I understand this matter," Old Mr. Seymour nodded and then... nothing more.

Jas hesitated for a mont but still asked, "Grandfather, about my brother joining the company..."

"It depends on his willingness," Old Mr. Seymour’s words nearly drove Jas to madness. "Grandfather, what about the company..."

"Isn’t your father handling the company’s affairs?" Old Mr. Seymour said with a half-smiling expression, leaving Jas feeling extrely uncomfortable.

Is this old man mocking their father and son?

Is there sothing wrong with them managing the company so diligently and hard?

Is it necessary for everyone to be like Charles Seymour, happily doing nothing?

"If there’s nothing else, you should go. I’m getting old, don’t co and disturb in the future." These words from Old Mr. Seymour made Jas’s face change.