Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 545: More Harm Than Good

As soon as Ethan Seymour spoke, James Reed’s heart tightened, and he silently cursed, "Damn!"

Ethan, extremely angry, had long forgotten James Reed’s thousand cautions and instructions on the way there. Now, his discontent occupied his mind.

"For the company, I’ve even gone to his house to ask him. Not only does he not appreciate it, but he humiliates me. Dad, what exactly do you want me to do? Am I to kneel to him?" Ethan angrily questioned, "As part of the Seymour Family, isn’t he supposed to contribute to it?"

"Does he just enjoy the dividends and do nothing?" Ethan became increasingly agitated, "James works hard for the Seymour Corporation, and I don’t understand, Dad, why do you insist on favoring that idle Charles Seymour, while ignoring James’s efforts!"

Faced with Ethan Seymour’s resentful questioning, Old Mr. Seymour found that he was not the least bit inclined to be angry.

He genuinely wasn’t angry; why get angry with such a muddle-headed fool as Ethan Seymour? 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Old Mr. Seymour wasn’t just not angry, he even laughed, saying to Ethan: "If your son doesn’t want to work at the Seymour Corporation, he’s welcome not to. No one is begging him."

James Reed’s face froze upon hearing this, silently cursing in his heart, "The old man really doesn’t want him to have any of the Seymour Family’s benefits at all."

"Dad, do you have to treat James like this..." Ethan was cut off by Old Mr. Seymour who let out a cold laugh and said, "Let me tell you, you can’t come here trying to persuade me to convince Charles to jump into your pit of fire."

"How is this a pit of fire?" As soon as Ethan heard this, he was displeased. What did the old man mean?

"You know very well yourself. Can you guarantee that, after Charles represents the company in negotiations with the Peace Group, you’ll fully nurture him?" Old Mr. Seymour coldly questioned.

"Of course, I can guarantee!" Ethan blurted out without thinking.

Old Mr. Seymour chuckled coldly, "Your guarantees hold no credibility with me."

"How few things have you guaranteed before me? Which one have you actually accomplished?" Old Mr. Seymour didn’t believe Ethan’s words at all, pointed at the door, and decisively threw two words at him: "Get out!"

"Dad, you..."

"Out!" Old Mr. Seymour didn’t even listen to Ethan’s explanation, directly throwing them out.

So, in the end, Ethan and James Reed were driven out by Old Mr. Seymour, their roundabout tactics completely ineffective.

In the car, Ethan angrily cursed, "It must be that little bastard and that little bitch’s doing!"

Otherwise, why would the old man scold him as soon as he saw him?

Isn’t it those two bastards badmouthing him behind his back?

James Reed looked at Ethan irritably, truly a guy who accomplishes less and fails more.

After all he said on the way there, did he treat it all like nonsense?

He had repeatedly instructed him not to lose his temper, to speak calmly, to lower himself, always considering Charles Seymour, and in the end?

They ended up arguing directly.

Not only did they fail to accomplish anything, but he also received a scolding, truly unlucky.

"Dad, we must get this done, otherwise it won’t be easy to explain to the shareholders." James Reed suppressed his inner irritation and impatience with Ethan, trying his best to persuade calmly.