Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 585 Playing Him

Ophelia Wilson is definitely smart. Before others could complain about her, she already took the responsibility upon herself.

Of course, she did it skillfully. She stayed with the Wilson Clan not for herself, but because she valued family bonds.

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Ethan Seymour’s dislike for Mason Wilson had already directly affected his perception of Ophelia Wilson. Her tear-streaked appearance did not move Ethan Seymour in the slightest.

His son’s hard work was about to go down the drain, did he have the leisure to care about others?

"James, what you said to them earlier... you really don’t have to force it. This incident is not your fault, it’s not our lack of strength, it’s a man-made disaster." While Ethan Seymour spoke, he didn’t look at the Wilson Clan, but it was as if Old Mrs. Wilson and the others had been slapped in the face.

"Dad, I have a way." James Reed said in a low voice, "I know Jim Perry, and we have a decent personal relationship. This time I can try reaching him for help." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Is that possible?" Ethan Seymour asked with concern. He certainly didn’t want to give up just like that; if there was a chance, he definitely wanted to fight one more time.

However, he didn’t want to make things difficult for James either.

"If he’s willing to help you, why didn’t he give you a heads-up?" Ethan Seymour wasn’t as optimistic as James Reed.

"No worries, he’ll help me." James Reed said confidently.

Ethan Seymour frowned slightly, always feeling like James was hiding something from him, but in this setting, he couldn’t just ask.

"Let’s eat." After James Reed spoke, he sat down and was the first to pick up his chopsticks to eat.

As the person most likely to feel upset and frustrated had already started eating, it seemed like the others had no reason not to eat.

Thus, everyone in the room picked up their chopsticks and began to eat quietly.

It was truly quiet; no one spoke, and only the occasional clink of chopsticks against bowls and plates could be heard. Even the usually ’frank and straightforward’ Emerie Wilson was silent in this eerie atmosphere.

She wanted several times to open her mouth to break the strange atmosphere, but each time, for some inexplicable reason, she closed her mouth again and ate in silence.

After James Reed finished his meal, he said to Ethan Seymour, "Dad, I’ll go out to make a phone call first."

"Okay." Ethan Seymour had no choice but to choose to believe in James now.

James Reed went to an unoccupied corner and dialed the phone: "Mr. Perry, do you remember me? I’m James Reed from Seymour Corporation."

"Mr. Reed, is there something you need?" Jim Perry’s voice was as gentle and refined as ever, like a true gentleman.

James Reed spoke with a hint of laughter in his voice, as if speaking with a good friend, but in reality, his hands were slightly pale from gripping the phone too tightly.

No doubt, if he could move against Jim Perry, he would have already sent someone to give him a good beating.

How dare he mess with me!

When had he ever taken such a loss?

"Mr. Perry, why did your company’s project lead change all of a sudden?" James Reed asked, suppressing his anger with a smile.

"This is a normal company personnel change." Jim Perry said with a smile, "I am not very familiar with the domestic market, and many of the rules are not clear to me. It just so happens that Mr. Wilson is very good in this area, so naturally, the project was handed over to him."

"Why didn’t Mr. Perry give me a heads-up beforehand?" James Reed questioned.