Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 727: The Old Man is Adorable

The situation became a bit awkward for a moment. If James Reed spoke up at this time, no matter what he said, it would feel like he was slapping Ethan Seymour in the face.

However, if he didn’t stand up to support Ethan Seymour, he would seem a bit thoughtless, as Ethan had just stood up for him moments before.

Everyone’s eyes were on James Reed, waiting to see what he would do.

Sophie Wilson curled her lips into a smile. Did James Reed need to speak now?

He had already arranged for every possible response, flawless and without any risk to his reputation.

"Old Mr. Seymour, I have to say something." Just as the silence became intense, Hayley Cole suddenly spoke up, breaking the strange, awkward atmosphere. Everyone’s gaze turned to her simultaneously.

Miss Cole had seen all kinds of situations before, so why would she care about these stares?

Not only did she not shrink back, but she also stepped forward a few paces, meeting Old Mr. Seymour’s gaze, even puffing out her chest: "Sir, James just wants to fit into the Seymour Family so much, that’s why he acted like this."

"If you really want to pursue this, it’s your fault. Who told you not to acknowledge James in the first place?" Hayley Cole’s words made the people around take a sharp breath; she really dared to speak up.

Old Mrs. Seymour frowned upon hearing this, her wrinkles almost twisting together in anger at Hayley Cole’s nonsensical words.

"Is it Miss Cole?" Old Mr. Seymour stopped Old Mrs. Seymour and gave a meaningful glance, indicating there was no point in getting upset with such a person.

Getting angry wasn’t worth it at all.

"Miss Cole, have some more to eat later. The food here is quite nice." As soon as Old Mr. Seymour finished this sentence, Hayley Cole was stunned. What did he mean by this?

It was completely irrelevant to what she had just mentioned about James. How did it turn into talking about food?

Sophie Wilson pinched Charles Seymour’s clothes, stifling her laughter. Old Mr. Seymour was just too cute.

It was obvious he was implying for Hayley Cole to eat more and talk less later.

To put it more plainly, with so much delicious food, could it not keep her mouth shut?

Sophie couldn’t contain herself, eventually diving into Charles’s arms, hugging his waist and snickering.

Charles Seymour was very satisfied with Sophie’s reaction.

Happily embracing his wife, at this moment, he even found Hayley Cole a bit more pleasant to look at, at least for amusing his Sophie.

Sophie managed to hold back her laughter, but others couldn’t.

Several muffled laughs echoed through the banquet hall, which puzzled Hayley Cole for a moment. Suddenly, she understood the meaning behind Old Mr. Seymour’s words.

He actually dared to talk about her like that!

Too much!

"What? Old Mr. Seymour, am I not speaking the truth?" Hayley Cole glared angrily at Old Mr. Seymour. They could do such things, but no one was allowed to talk about it?

"Whether it’s true or not has nothing to do with Miss Cole, right?" Old Mr. Seymour asked with amusement, "This is the Seymour Family’s matter, so there’s no need for an outsider like Miss Cole to worry about it."

Old Mr. Seymour didn’t hold back, directly pointing out Hayley Cole’s identity—she was an outsider!

An irrelevant outsider!

How the Seymour Family dealt with their matters wasn’t her place to dictate.

Hayley Cole was so angry that her chest felt tight, her face turned green, and she wished she could curse out loud. But just as she was about to lose her temper, James Reed came over and apologized, saying, "Miss Cole, this really is a matter for the Seymour Family. I’m sorry. Please don’t say anything more, okay?"