Now Ethan Seymour like this, really brought it upon himself.
After glancing at Ethan Seymour, Daniel Clark quickly turned his head to look at Charles Seymour, wanting to know how Charles would face the current situation.
Regarding Charles Seymour, the eldest of the Seymour Family, he was indeed not very familiar and did not know Charles's style of handling matters.
Charles Seymour finally stopped flipping through the documents, his slender fingers casually resting on them. He looked up and glanced at Ethan.
His gaze, calm without any emotional fluctuations, made Ethan's heart tighten, and the feeling of disgust intensified.
Sure enough, this little bastard was born just to frustrate him.
However, for some reason, being looked at like that by Charles, Ethan felt as if his heart was gripped tightly by an invisible big hand, accelerating his heartbeat and making his breathing uneven.
Illusion!
It must be an illusion!
How could he be afraid of this little bastard!
