Matthew Saxon didn't find it surprising at all.
He curled his lips, his phoenix eyes emitting a chilling coldness, and sneered, "So soon, he can't hold back anymore."
"Young Master, I have a very bold guess regarding the Old Master's situation." George hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered his voice even more, "This matter might also be orchestrated by the Eldest Master."
"If the Old Master doesn't get timely treatment, even if his life can be saved, he will remain in a long-term coma. He has already gained secret support from many shareholders. Without the Old Master's opposition, he can secure control over Seymour through a shareholder vote at the board meeting."
"This morning, those shareholders have already started causing a stir. With a few more cancer incidents, they can openly propose a re-election for President."
