Upon hearing this, Matthew Sullivan further fanned the flames with a mocking tone.
"A man like James Grant, who is notoriously promiscuous, trying to keep him celibate is probably harder than climbing to the heavens. Evelyn, you should just kick such a man out sooner rather than later."
"Matthew Sullivan, what right do you have to slander someone from the Grant Family!"
Jasper Grant unhesitatingly hit him where it hurt.
Matthew Sullivan’s face suddenly turned dark.
Evelyn Clayton cast a cold glance at Matthew, her tone full of disgust: "You should take a look at yourself in the mirror, why don’t you ever listen?"
Matthew Sullivan’s face darkened even more, a look of suppressed helplessness in his eyes.
"Evelyn, I’ll have my brother explain everything to you clearly, he’s not like that."
Jasper Grant made a righteous promise to her, directly taking out his phone on the spot to call James Grant, but it was busy several times. He frowned and called Keith Donovan: "Hey, where’s my brother? Let him answer the phone."
The phone’s speaker was on, and the chaotic, noisy DJ sounds from the bar came through.
Keith Donovan’s voice was drowned out completely, and nothing could be heard.
Jasper Grant looked embarrassed, gritting his teeth.
At critical moments, not a single one can be relied on.
"I’ll go find my brother right now."
He clenched his phone tightly and turned to leave the office.
Evelyn Clayton’s eyes darkened as she stayed with Matthew Sullivan, making her want to throw up every moment.
She stood up to leave, but Matthew Sullivan grabbed her wrist.
"Evelyn, why the rush to leave? I haven’t finished talking."
Evelyn’s brows and eyes grew colder, shaking off his hand: "Say what you have to say quickly."
"Evelyn, I am after all your fiancé, besides, I brought you a new project this time. How about it, are you happy?"
He clung on like a pestering snake, the more she pushed, the tighter he stuck.
Evelyn Clayton’s cold eyes swept over the project documents he handed over, the partner was the Jacobs Family.
The Jacobs Family is also a leading figure in the design industry.
Matthew Sullivan bringing this project to her was really to make her take a second look, he went all out.
Considering the name of the Jacobs Family, Evelyn took the documents and looked through them carefully.
Matthew Sullivan saw her indifferent acceptance as approval, immediately greeted her with a smile seeking credit.
"How about it, such a good project, I brought it to you first. That’s enough to prove my sincerity towards you, right?"
Evelyn couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
If this is sincerity, then his sincerity is really cheap.
But the project could indeed be done well.
Consider it atonement for Matthew Sullivan’s shameless behavior.
She took the documents and went straight to the design department.
After briefly discussing the general creative direction and ideas for this collaboration, she asked someone to make copies of the documents.
"Submit the draft to me within three days."
The employees immediately expressed dissatisfaction: "What? A draft in just three days? Are we reincarnating?"
Evelyn Clayton’s almond eyes cooled slightly, her already unpleasant mood becoming even more agitated.
She shot a glance over: "If you can’t submit it on time, you won’t even have time to reincarnate." The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel•fire.net
"What is this, just a director, what’s there to be proud of?! Design inherently takes time, asking us to submit a draft in three days, it’s clearly intentional difficulty."
"Exactly, acting all high and mighty just because of some connections that landed her the director’s position, what’s so impressive about that."
"What, is it such a big deal to ask for a draft? If you don’t have the capability, what are you doing in this company, are you here just to freeload?!"
Evelyn was about to speak, but Matthew Sullivan interrupted her.
He coldly scolded the troublesome employees, then turned to her with immediate warmth in his eyes.