Although the topic was no longer mentioned on the surface, the turmoil within her never ceased.
Summer Monroe, a woman with a second marriage, actually coveting James Grant, such a catch?
Backstage at the banquet hall.
Summer pushed open a VIP lounge door with a grim expression.
"Is it you?" At this time, Harrison Grant was sitting on the lounge sofa with his eyes closed, resting.
He suddenly heard a noise at the door, opened his eyes, and saw Summer’s face looking like she was about to eat someone, feeling a bit displeased, "What’s wrong now?"
Didn’t even know to knock first when coming in.
Lacked basic manners, still dreaming, day in and out, of having ties with the Grant Family, fool’s talk.
"What’s wrong, you ask? Evelyn Clayton is flaunting around in front of me again. I really don’t know why she’s like a lingering ghost every single day!"
Thinking of Evelyn Clayton’s recent sarcasm towards her, Summer gritted her back teeth with a creak, "Harrison Grant, why was James and Lynn’s engagement decided in such a rush?"
She planned to compete a little longer, but the Grant Family turned around and finalized it.
Didn’t even leave her a chance!
The marriages among powerful families aren’t child’s play, not something decided on a whim.
On the surface, James Grant and Lynn Yates’s engagement seemed sudden, but in reality, it had been planned for a while.
And all of this couldn’t have happened without Harrison Grant’s arrangement.
"James isn’t young anymore, should we keep delaying?" Harrison Grant’s face darkened, "Our family’s marriage affairs, we arrange whenever we want, you couldn’t win over James, so stop venting your anger here at me!"
He understood Summer’s little thoughts.
"You have already been married once. Even though your husband passed away, you are still part of the Ford Family. The Ford Group is your background, your support, but also your shackles. If you stubbornly want to marry James Grant, the Ford Group will surely withdraw all your power. You should think it over carefully."
As his words fell, Summer’s fists clenched tightly.
She had thought about it, but...
She was indeed reluctant to give up her current status and power, yet she couldn’t just watch James marry someone else.
In the venue, Amber Whitman, dressed in a white dress, was joking with friends. Seeing Evelyn Clayton and Iris Lockwood, a chill flashed across her pretty face.
Seeing Evelyn being protected by James Grant for so long, she had long harbored extreme resentment.
Now that James was engaged to someone else, Amber Whitman was quite pleased, feeling vindicated.
"Miss Clayton, haven’t you already been abandoned by James? You actually have the courage to attend his engagement banquet, are you deluding yourself into thinking that James might still miss the old times and give you a chance?"
Before attending the engagement banquet, Evelyn Clayton had already anticipated the ridicule from people.
She thought she was strong enough to face everything.
But under the barrage of sarcastic remarks, her heart still felt a faint pain.
Yet in front of outsiders, Evelyn Clayton would not, and could not, show any weakness.
"Miss Whitman, if you have your own thoughts, there’s no need to express them through someone else’s mouth. James Grant is indeed excellent, but it doesn’t mean everyone must live or die for him."
Evelyn Clayton smiled calmly, with a clear subtext—
The one who wants James to miss the old times is clearly Amber Whitman.
Anyone familiar with the past of the Whitman and Grant families could see that Amber Whitman, as James Grant’s cousin, harbored inappropriate desires.
A person who disregards moral ethics when being excessively romantic, what right do they have to speak about others?
At least when she was with James Grant, she was forthright and had a clear conscience.