Chapter 1162: One Big Family
Those nearby were awkwardly unsure of what to do when Mason Wilson actually laughed, his laughter was quite hearty, without a hint of shame or anger.
"Yeah, isn’t it thanks to my daughter’s achievements? The greatest joy for parents is their child succeeding." Mason Wilson laughed happily, but Ethan Seymour’s face didn’t look good.
Don’t forget, James Reed was kicked out of Seymour Corporation, he started his own company... but it’s still not making much progress.
The people nearby who didn’t know whether to stay or go almost burst into laughter if they weren’t holding back.
Ethan Seymour wanted to be sarcastic, but ended up being mocked himself.
This is getting interesting.
Ethan Seymour’s expression changed several times, finally he managed to pull a smile, filled with a sinister anger, casting a sideways glance at Charles Seymour who calmly continued picking up food as if unaffected: "Yeah, not all kids are filial."
"Even if they’ve achieved something, they’ve long forgotten their parents, off enjoying themselves! Such kids, better not having them!"
It’s clear for anyone who’s not a fool who Ethan Seymour’s words were aimed at.
The people nearby felt awkward, their feet seemed glued to the floor, unable to move.
Watching Charles Seymour’s awkward situation felt just off.
Some people started to resent Ethan Seymour inwardly, what is up with this man?
He’s still holding an important position at Seymour Corporation, yet he can’t even conduct himself properly in speech and action?
Not even acknowledging the difference in status between him and Charles Seymour now, still mocking Charles Seymour... truly self-destructive.
Mason Wilson laughed and said, "That’s not right. Children are born as blank slates; it depends on how the parents teach them. If the parents are jerks, it’s understandable they can’t raise good kids."
"You..." Ethan Seymour glared at Mason Wilson, "What? According to President Wilson, if parents are incapable, they shouldn’t have kids?"
"Can’t say that." Mason Wilson waved his hand, "Sometimes bad bamboo can produce good shoots, but such parents have no right to boast. Without any parental qualities, expecting filial piety from their kids, what an ego!"
"Mason Wilson!" Ethan Seymour shouted in anger.
"President Seymour, why are you in a rush? I didn’t even mean you. Don’t take it personally," Mason Wilson said with a smile.
"Dad, let’s go." Ethan Seymour finished picking up food, naturally called out to Mason Wilson.
Usually called Uncle, Mason didn’t lag in response, smiling he said, "Wait a second, let me get another piece of cake for your mom."
"Let me do it." Charles Seymour picked up a piece of cake and placed it on the plate Mason Wilson was holding, then turned and walked back.
Ethan Seymour stared viciously at Charles Seymour, yet Charles was heading in the direction of Ethan Seymour’s position, then those nearby watched as Charles casually approached Ethan and walked past him.
Without any pause, it seemed as though Ethan Seymour wasn’t even there.
Ethan Seymour, completely ignored by Charles, trembled with anger, Charles Seymour was simply too much!
Charles placed the plate in front of Sophie Wilson, Sophie pulled him to sit down and asked, "Is he causing trouble again?"
Looking at Ethan Seymour’s glare, like rays, wishing to pierce holes into her husband Mr. Seymour.