"Those shareholders have lost their minds!" When Ethan Seymour mentioned the shareholders, he became even angrier.
A bunch of self-serving bastards!
If it weren't for them, how would he have suffered such humiliation?
"But, they've all approved to let my elder brother..." James Reed lowered his eyes with difficulty, a faint sadness making him look so helpless.
How could Ethan Seymour just stand by and watch his son go through this?
"Don't listen to them, they're just messing around!" Ethan Seymour frowned and said, "I'll go back and talk to them again. I refuse to believe that without Charles Seymour, this matter can't be resolved."
If it were feasible, why would they still come here today?
James Reed thought disdainfully to himself, always boasting, but what's the point?
"Dad, let me handle this matter." James Reed looked up, smiled, and said. He truly played the role of a filial son relieving a burden for his father, moving Ethan Seymour profoundly.
