Ethan Seymour’s face grew increasingly grim. James Reed’s persuasion had really hit the mark. Back then, in order to enter the family business, he married the woman arranged by Old Mr. Seymour. Now, could he really not be the one in control? "Dad, don’t be upset!" James hurriedly urged. "Once we secure the cooperation with Peace Corporation, your influence in the company will be even greater. Then, you can give Charles a small lesson and vent your feelings properly." Ethan looked at his sensible son James and nodded. "James, you’re still filial." "Dad, I’m your son. Who else would I be filial to?" James asked with amusement. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 "Once you secure the cooperation with Peace Corporation, you can start acquiring some shares." Ethan made a decision, speaking slowly. "The old man is getting on in years; he really should rest and enjoy his twilight years." "Dad, you..." James was slightly stunned, then smiled. "You’re doing it for grandpa’s good. I will definitely work hard." "Good son." Ethan patted James’ shoulder with satisfaction. He had James, and as for Charles... hmph... that was just evidence of his youthful shame. It must be said, the statement Ethan published in the newspaper caused quite a stir. Outsiders just looked on with curiosity, discussing the gossip of wealthy families, but the commotion in the business circles was significant. It was basically a signal. From now on, James Reed would be the successor of Seymour Corporation. For a moment, James Reed’s status rose significantly. In the past, people in the circles were hesitant, as Charles Seymour and James Reed each had their own advantages. Everyone was observing to see who would be the real helmsman. Now that Ethan Seymour had even published a statement of severed ties in the newspaper, it was clear that he was genuinely at odds with Charles Seymour. The issue was, everyone had gotten wind of some inside information. Old Mr. Seymour was actually siding with Charles Seymour. This made the Seymour Family quite lively, and everyone was in for a good show. The Seymour Corporation was directly split into two factions; during this mutual struggle, perhaps they could grab a slice of the pie? No matter what others were thinking about taking advantage, these issues had nothing to do with Grace Wilson. "Ophelia, I’m really on the verge of going crazy." Grace Wilson’s eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, and she looked quite haggard. "My dad and grandma are really heartless; they don’t care about my mom at all." Grace couldn’t help but cry when she mentioned this. "My mom is locked up right now, and I can’t even see her." "It’s all because of Sophie Wilson, who falsely accused my mom with no basis!" Grace was so angry she wanted to bite Sophie Wilson to death. "I don’t even have money to hire a lawyer anymore; my dad took it all." Ophelia Wilson sighed heavily and said, "Grace, I can help you find a lawyer, but I don’t know what actually happened back then." "Ophelia, you have to believe me; my mom would never do such a thing!" Grace stated firmly. "I believe you, but the online opinion seems to..." Ophelia didn’t finish her sentence, but the implication was clear. Grace gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "I want to show them what kind of person Sophie Wilson really is!" Now, the things recorded at the film set back then were finally coming in handy.