Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 598 Direct Command

That’s right, everyone in this circle knows just how much Ethan Seymour despises Charles Seymour, often cursing him as a beast.

"Sorry to trouble everyone for a wasted trip today," James Reed apologized.

The crowd didn’t say much; failed business negotiations are common in the marketplace. However, the stakes of this collaboration were significant, which is why they paid so much attention to it.

Now that the outcome is certain, they naturally don’t have too many thoughts about it.

Other than some regret, they’ll continue as they should.

Whether partnering with the Wilson Clan or the Seymour Family, long-term interests are the path to sustainable development.

The crowd also consoled James Reed, acknowledging his effort and ability, before bidding farewell.

James and his team politely saw the guests off, as if nothing had happened. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Once only the people from the Wilson Clan and the Seymour Family were left, Old Mr. Wilson anxiously asked, "What’s going on? Did Charles Seymour interfere again?"

James Reed didn’t speak, just gave a bitter smile.

Old Mr. Wilson turned his gaze to Ethan Seymour, waiting for him to answer.

Ethan Seymour snorted coldly and said, "Not just interference. This whole collaboration was a setup by him, deliberately targeting me and James!"

Ethan Seymour’s words left everyone confused. What’s going on?

"Ethan, do you mean Charles Seymour is also working at Peace Group?" Old Mr. Wilson guessed.

Considering Mason Wilson set a precedent, it wouldn’t be impossible if Charles Seymour had been working at Peace Group all along.

"But..." Old Mr. Wilson frowned slightly and said, "With a company like Peace Group, even if Charles Seymour works there, what position could he hold?"

"I’m not underestimating Charles Seymour, but if you say Mason reached an executive position, that’s understandable since Mason has been managing our Wilson Corporation. But Charles Seymour... how can he possibly influence Peace Group’s decisions, using such a significant collaboration project to trap you?"

Old Mr. Wilson’s words prompted Ophelia Wilson and Benjamin Walton to nod repeatedly; they thought the same.

Who is Charles Seymour anyway?

He’s so young, not even thirty yet.

How powerful could he be, to influence Peace Group’s decisions?

"I say, James, if you can’t secure this collaboration, just say so. How ridiculous is it to lie like this?" Emerie Wilson chuckled, full of sarcasm. "Could Charles Seymour really be so capable? What kind of tactic would get the entire Peace Group to play along with him?"

Emerie Wilson’s words made James Reed’s face turn sour. Ophelia Wilson frowned and said, "Aunt, how can you say that about James? James tried very hard; the failed collaboration has nothing to do with him."

"If it’s not his fault, then whose? He was so cocky back then, and now it’s all for nothing. What a disgrace!" Emerie Wilson sneered, "Inviting so many people here, isn’t that just losing face in public?"

"Aunt!" Ophelia Wilson protested.

James Reed laughed, but his smile was full of bitterness. He helplessly said, "Ophelia, your aunt is right, this indeed has something to do with me..."

"It’s got nothing to do with you!" Ethan Seymour couldn’t stand seeing James Reed blame himself. He interrupted and glared at Old Mr. Wilson and the others, saying, "Why would that bastard need any tricks? He can just issue an order, because he’s the chairman of Peace Group."