Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate

Chapter 850: Overthinking

Jim Perry believed that if his boss used these tactics in company negotiations, Peace Group’s scale would definitely expand more than threefold.The idea was good, but still, his boss certainly wouldn’t do it.

After all, what’s company negotiation compared to the "duel" with the father-in-law?

Right?

Jim sighed inwardly, life is tough.

The assistant not far away watched Jim shaking his head as he walked away, feeling a bit uneasy. What’s going on in the company?

Even President Perry is having a hard time?

For a moment, Peace Group was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

As for Clarissa Taylor’s gallery, all the staff were enviously surrounding her: "Sister Taylor, you’re way too happy. Your brother-in-law is so considerate."

"Exactly, just having some barbecue and he sent over so much fruit. Brother-in-law Taylor, you’re making us all jealous!"

"What nonsense are you all talking about? Eating can’t shut your mouths?" Clarissa laughed and scolded, keeping some fruit for herself and letting them share the rest.

After shooing the youngsters away, Clarissa asked with a smile, "Why did you make a special trip? There’s fruit for sale just two blocks over."

"But you’d have to buy it yourself," Mason Wilson said, observing his wife all along and recognizing that her words of indifference were contradicted by her evident smile.

It seemed Charles was right after all.

Mason felt a bit depressed, but more than that, he felt self-reproach.

He had to admit, Charles was right; he really had neglected Clarissa’s feelings.

In this aspect, he had to concede, he wasn’t as good as Charles.

"We’ve been together so long, and you still..." Clarissa pressed her lips into a happy smile, a little embarrassed, "Alright, you’d better get back to work, don’t delay it."

"Work won’t be delayed." Without Charles’s coaching this time, Mason expressed his inner thoughts, "How could those things be more important than you?"

"You..." Clarissa’s cheeks flushed red, truly surprised by Mason. After all these years, since when did he become so sweet-mouthed?

"Did Charles provoke you?" Clarissa’s words snapped Mason back to reality from admiring her blushing cheeks, and he asked in disbelief, "What are you saying?"

Could it be that Clarissa guessed his conversation with that punk Charles?

No way, right?

Feeling like his attempts to show affection were about to be exposed, Mason started to sweat a little.

Clarissa laughed, "Do you feel overshadowed seeing how Charles takes care of Sophie?"

So that was it... Mason secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How could he overshadow me?" Mason waved his hand, "I just feel a little remorseful after seeing him; in this aspect, I’m really not as good as him."

Mason had this good point; he was used to self-reflection, finding his shortcomings without being arrogant or obstinate.

"Charles is just a meticulous and sincere kid. You must help him more in the future. He is young, lacks experience and knowledge, so don’t let others bully him," Clarissa said with concern.

Mason: "..."

Wife, you are really overthinking it!

That punk Charles is already doing well if he doesn’t bully others!

Your husband was just bullied by him, left speechless and without rebuttal!

Mason filled with grievance couldn’t say a word in front of his wife, and could only nod bitterly, "Hmm."

So frustrating!