Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 715: Can’t Hold Back

So, this year for New Year, a lot of Clarissa’s family’s relatives were strongly shocked—the chairman of Peace Group came to pay them a New Year visit!

As for Charles Seymour’s family’s relatives, weren’t they quite startled too?

Over these many years, since when have they seen Charles Seymour visiting relatives with them?

After Julian Campbell sent off his uncle and aunt, he returned to ask his mom, "Mom, why do I feel like Uncle is just here to show off that he now has an Aunt?"

"You kid, what nonsense are you talking about?" Julian’s mom said, slapping him on the head. Julian rubbed his head in frustration, muttering to himself, exactly, look how smug his uncle was.

No matter how many families were shocked or startled, the New Year visiting relatives thing made Sophie Wilson and Charles Seymour, who had never visited relatives before, have a lot of fun.

"Tired?" Charles Seymour asked Sophie Wilson.

Sophie Wilson shook her head, "Not tired, but I feel like we’re about to get tired soon."

Charles Seymour looked at her puzzled, silently asking for more.

"Are you silly? We’ve finished our visits, won’t they come to visit us at home? Just wait and see, starting tomorrow, the house will probably be a revolving door," Sophie Wilson said with a smile.

Charles Seymour’s face immediately darkened. He accompanied Sophie on these relative visits to assert his dominance, not to let those people come to disturb his time with Sophie.

"How about we go on a trip tomorrow?" Charles Seymour suggested, just the two of them!

"Stop right there," Sophie Wilson said, amused, giving Charles Seymour a pat, "When people come to visit, are you just going to shut the door on them?"

Charles Seymour almost agreed, but in the end, he held back. Fine, let them come, it’s just these few days for the New Year.

So Charles Seymour tolerated it.

He tolerated it, but some people could barely hold it in.

"They’re all a bunch of sycophantic fools!" Ethan Seymour almost flipped the study over.

They came to visit him like that, dropping off things and saying two or three words before hurrying off. But as far as he knew, these people stayed at Charles Seymour’s place for quite a long time, at least two hours.

"Dad," James Reed advised, "Let’s not bother with them. Right now, big brother is on a roll, opposing him brings us no benefits."

"So you’re saying I should bow my head to that little brat?" Ethan Seymour laughed in anger, his smile twisting into a hideous grimace like a ghoul escaped from the Netherworld, monstrously terrifying.

"That’s not what I mean." James Reed quickly explained, "Grandpa’s birthday banquet is coming up soon, let’s make sure grandpa has a good celebration without clashing with big brother. No matter what, if things really go south, grandpa surely won’t have a good birthday."

James Reed’s sensibility eased Ethan Seymour’s temper somewhat. He sighed, "You’re still the one who understands. By the way, do you think that Miss Cole will really come?"

"Yes, I’ve already sent the invitation to Miss Cole, ensured she received it," James Reed nodded with a smile.

Of course, he didn’t mention that when Hayley Cole received the invitation, she called him directly, assuring that she would definitely attend.

"Why did you just send it?" Ethan Seymour was displeased upon hearing this, questioning, "That’s Miss Cole, wouldn’t it be better for you to deliver it in person?"

"Dad, I have a fiancée. It’s better to avoid any suspicion when dealing with other women," James Reed said righteously.