[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate":3,"chapter-rebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate-rebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate-chapter-174":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1201573,1551,"Chapter 174: One Second into Winter","rebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate-chapter-174",174,"\u003Cp>The smug expression was too obvious, so much so that even the middle-aged man eager to recruit couldn’t help but notice Charles Seymour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean, staring at such an icy face, yet the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are all filled with smugness—seriously, how unfortunate is that, you know?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles Seymour completely ignored the contemptuous glance from the middle-aged man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it’s not Sophie’s gaze, others’... what’s it to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m really not a fraud, just wait a moment, wait a moment, I can prove it!\" The middle-aged man was convinced that Sophie Wilson didn’t believe in his identity, and he was determined to prove it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the middle-aged man frantically pulled out his phone, quickly dialed a number, and got through: \"Hello, I’m at the side entrance of the mall, at the corner. Hurry over, I’ve found a good candidate. Come and prove my identity, hurry up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, without waiting for a response from the other end, he directly hung up the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really, in a few minutes, someone who can prove my identity will be here.\" The middle-aged man’s eagerness made Sophie Wilson feel a twinge of compassion, and she turned to look at Charles Seymour, silently asking for his opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles Seymour sighed softly in his heart, indulging her—Sophie is as soft-hearted as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she wants to wait, then wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles Seymour didn’t speak, he just tightened his large hand slightly around Sophie Wilson’s small hand, silently agreeing to her suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man, seeing that Sophie Wilson and the others had no intention of leaving, was beyond excited: \"Both of you, wait here for a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the middle-aged man walked out from around the corner, looking around as if searching for someone to vouch for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the middle-aged man spotted a man wearing sunglasses and a hat, vigorously waving his arms and shouting loudly: \"Here! Over here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in sunglasses sprinted over with his long legs, dragging the middle-aged man into the corner, and immediately started scolding him: \"Are you out of your mind? Shouting like that? Afraid people won’t notice me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Won’t notice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie Wilson glanced at Charles Seymour in confusion—why does it feel... not quite like a good person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles Seymour let his gaze linger on the man with sunglasses for a moment and realized this middle-aged man wasn’t actually a fraud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve found the rose of my heart!\" The middle-aged man shouted excitedly, \"My love...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles Seymour’s face instantly darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His love?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rose of his heart?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie is his!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa, you really found it, I see... Uh...\" The words of the man in sunglasses were abruptly cut off by Charles Seymour’s sinister, cold stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in sunglasses quickly grabbed the middle-aged man’s arm and turned to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing?\" But, unfortunately, the middle-aged man didn’t appreciate it and struggled vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This idiot, he’s trying to save him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I finally found the perfect love of my life... um...\" The middle-aged man’s mouth was quickly covered tightly by the man in sunglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles Seymour’s lips curled into a small arc, a smile so perfect it seemed like a gift from the heavens, yet it sent shivers and a racing heart through the man in sunglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why not let him continue speaking?\" Charles Seymour leisurely began, with each word he uttered, the surrounding temperature dropped by a few degrees, \"Is he trying to say he’s found the perfect... love?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the last few words were spoken, in the heat of the autumn dusk, the temperature plummeted to the freezing point, winter arrived in a second.\u003C\u002Fp>",607,"2026-06-03T13:57:31.225Z",1,"novelbin.me","e39be425d5c889e225e62dc5abbd307822d58be212ea757dd400ec555b953009","rebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate-chapter-175","rebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate-chapter-173",992,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-clinging-to-my-possessive-magnate-cover.jpg"]