Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 562: Waiting to Watch the Show
"Oh my... this is killing me!" Sophie Wilson clutched her stomach, unable to control her laughter. "So you’re the boss of Peace Group, and James Reed is trying to both tackle you and butter up your subordinates? I can’t take it, this is just too hilarious!"
Uncle Warren downstairs was momentarily stunned, but then his eyes filled with a smile of relief.
Miss Wilson was laughing so heartily, not because of Mr. Seymour’s identity, but because she was mocking James Reed’s foolishness.
It seems Mr. Seymour’s choice was spot on.
With anyone else, they would have more or less been influenced by Mr. Seymour’s identity.
Mr. Seymour really found the right person.
Charles Seymour held Sophie Wilson tight, afraid she’d laugh so hard she’d fall to the ground. He even reached out to rub her belly, worried she’d cramp from laughing so much.
"Oh dear... my face hurts from laughing so much." Sophie Wilson couldn’t help but pat her cheeks, sore from laughing. Finally, the fit subsided, but she couldn’t stop smiling.
"When will Peace Group announce the partner for the collaboration?" Sophie Wilson asked from within Charles Seymour’s embrace, looking up at him.
"Before the end of the year," Charles Seymour replied.
"You must tell me all about it then, what expressions they have," Sophie Wilson thought of the scene and wanted to laugh.
This is just too funny, isn’t it?
"James Reed wants you to represent the Seymour Corporation to negotiate with Peace Group? Oh..." Just the thought of it made Sophie Wilson laugh uncontrollably, unable to stop.
Ethan Seymour and James Reed, they are just too amusing.
Especially on the Wilson Clan’s side, Old Mrs. Wilson, to hitch a ride on Peace Group’s big ship, pinched her nose and accepted Ophelia Wilson, even kicking out her own son. The more she thought about it, the funnier it got.
"You’re so bad," Sophie Wilson squeezed Charles Seymour’s arm with a laugh, "How can you watch them putting on a clown show in front of you so calmly?"
To collaborate with Peace Group, those people made all kinds of efforts, while the person they despised just silently watched their antics.
I just wonder if they’ll want to slam their heads into the wall the moment they know the truth.
"Why should I look at them?" Charles Seymour was puzzled.
Sophie Wilson was momentarily stunned, then couldn’t help but laugh, her shoulders trembling. Those people had been bouncing in front of Mr. Seymour for so long, seeing Ethan Seymour getting all riled up, yet Mr. Seymour didn’t care at all.
No, no, that’s not right.
To be precise, those people didn’t even enter Mr. Seymour’s eyes.
"Right, we won’t look at them, look at me instead." Sophie Wilson said with a cheeky smile, genuinely feeling sorry for Mr. Seymour. After all, Ethan Seymour is his father.
The things Ethan did, they were just too shameless, too heartless!
"Mm." Charles Seymour nodded, gazing intently at his Sophie, then whispered, "My Sophie is the best looking."
"Of course." Sophie Wilson arrogantly tilted her head, swelling with pride.
If Charles Seymour dared to say some other woman was better-looking in front of her, she’d make him regret it with a thousand colors!
Sophie Wilson was just waiting to watch the show unfold while Old Mr. Seymour was somewhat annoyed staring at James Reed.
Is there something wrong with this person?
He had just driven him out yesterday, and here he was again today.
"What is it? Speak." Old Mr. Seymour said helplessly, thinking that if James Reed hadn’t claimed it was something important, he wouldn’t have let him in.
