Evelyn Clayton was stunned.
Like him? If she really did, why would he do everything she hated?
Evelyn took a deep breath, withdrew her gaze, and a faint smile appeared on her pale lips.
"Is that so? But I don’t care about him now, whether he’s engaged or not means nothing to me."
Upon hearing her words, Harrison Grant, who had been standing solemnly beside her, finally relaxed a bit, pretending to comfort her as he said, "That guy is not suitable for you. You’ll be fine being with Marcus, he’ll treat you well."
She didn’t deny it, giving a faint reply, but her heart gradually sank to the bottom.
She wouldn’t be with Matthew Sullivan, and neither would James Grant.
She could only do it for her father.
What happened yesterday reached Matthew Sullivan’s ears, and early in the morning, he rushed to the company entrance to confront Evelyn Clayton.
Before entering the company, Evelyn saw Matthew anxiously waiting.
She frowned, a trace of disgust appearing on her face.
Matthew, with keen eyes, saw her and immediately rushed up.
She stepped back a few steps to keep distance: "What do you want?"
"Evelyn, I heard from Jasper Grant that yesterday James Grant flaunted his affection in front of you! How shameless! Evelyn, don’t worry, as long as you’re with me, I will protect you!"
Upon hearing this, Evelyn couldn’t help but show a hint of disgust, her eyes turning cold: "Matthew, if you need a mirror, I can give you one."
If it weren’t for investigating Harrison Grant, she wouldn’t have anything to do with such a disgusting person like Matthew Sullivan.
"Evelyn, don’t be , I apologize, I was wrong before, I was blinded by profit, but my feelings for you are genuine!"
Matthew persisted, yet a surge of hatred filled his heart.
Harrison liked Evelyn, and for him, marrying her was the only option.
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Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a cold yet familiar figure.
He walked out of the company with his hands in his pockets, his figure tall and lean.
The aura around him screamed "stay away," even more intimidating than usual.
His enchanting face seemed to be frozen, as he walked past them without even a glance, his dark eyes devoid of anything.
Evelyn’s gaze fell on his departing figure, and her heart couldn’t help but sink a bit more.
She lost all patience for Matthew’s harassment.
When Matthew once again tried to approach her, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she raised her hand to slap him without mercy, her tone icy and filled with disdain.
"Stay away from me, don’t disgust me, or I’ll never speak to you again in this life!"
She said each word clearly, full of threat.
Matthew dared not resist, staring dumbfounded at her retreating figure.
Once he came to his senses, he covered his burning cheek, gritting his teeth with a vicious look in his eyes.
Evelyn Clayton, he’ll settle this score sooner or later!
James Grant held his car keys, unlocking the car from a distance.
Looking up, he saw a figure standing in front of his car.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly.
Summer Monroe saw him, immediately showing a happy expression as she approached: "James Grant, you finally came! I’ve been waiting for you for a long time."
Since yesterday, she had been constantly calling and texting him, yet not a single reply was received.
So she waited at the company, standing there for hours until he finally came down.