"You can't go in." Old Mr. Seymour was elderly, but definitely not senile.
Not just because Ethan Seymour casually bluffed a few lines, he would believe.
"If there's no money to pay, at most James Reed will go in, it has nothing to do with you." Old Mr. Seymour coldly stared at Ethan Seymour.
James Reed's company is James Reed's, what does it have to do with Ethan Seymour?
"He's my son, are you just going to watch my son go in?" Ethan Seymour got angry at once, "Dad, you're too merciless!"
Old Mr. Seymour didn't argue with him, just pointed at the main entrance and threw him a word: "Get out!"
Ethan Seymour stared at Old Mr. Seymour in disbelief, finally stood up in rage, leaving harsh words: "From now on, I have nothing to do with the Seymour Family!"
After listening, Old Mr. Seymour was not even a bit upset, instead, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.
Ethan Seymour had confusedly become unlike a normal person, regarding this son, he had long lost any expectation.
