The feeling of having one’s thoughts guessed by someone else is naturally unpleasant, and a coldness immediately filled Evelyn Clayton’s eyes.
But she had no words to retaliate.
She truly didn’t want to do it, nor would she ever.
"Don’t look at me like that, I mean nothing else." Iris Lockwood raised both hands, making a gesture of surrender that seemed somewhat timid, but her gaze was exceptionally wise and profound, "I just want to remind you, what if James Grant frames you? James Grant and people like Marcus are brothers, sharing the same blood, it’s not beyond them to do such things."
Evelyn Clayton let out a hurried laugh, her clear eyes lingered on Iris Lockwood’s face, and after a long while, she moved her gaze self-mockingly away.
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Iris Lockwood was a bit embarrassed and annoyed, "You said it yourself, that was before! Now I’ve seen clearly, men are nothing! Only sis..."
Her words came to an abrupt halt, and she blushed slightly, falling silent.
Evelyn Clayton had already realized what she was about to say next, teasing Iris in a bittersweet way, casting a sidelong glance at her: "Sis what?"
"Sisters are the real thing! Alright! Isn’t this what you wanted to hear?" Iris Lockwood declared with shame and anger.
Evelyn Clayton couldn’t help but laugh, her almond-shaped eyes carrying a gentle smile: "Why is it so hard to hear you say something nice?"
Iris Lockwood hesitated for quite a while, finally giving in as if resigned to fate, lowered her eyes like a child confessing a wrongdoing: "Evelyn Clayton... Sis, I know you still haven’t accepted me, right? Because in the past, I did so many stupid things."
Evelyn Clayton stared at her, saying nothing.
Getting no response, Iris Lockwood showed a bit of sadness but continued speaking on her own: "No matter what you consider me in your heart, I truly take you as family now... No matter what, I don’t want anything to happen to you, I wish you well! Don’t mind my blunt words, James Grant is with Lynn Yates now, theirs is a commercial marriage!"
"Businessmen can turn even marriage into a business deal for money, the things they can do are beyond our imagination."
After finishing her words, Iris Lockwood tried to seem indifferent, "Anyway, I’ve said all I could, think about it on your own."
Having said that, Iris picked up her bag, ready to leave, "Alright, I have work tomorrow, I’ll head off. It’s not like I can be of any help here anyway..."
At this moment, Evelyn Clayton suddenly stood up and gave Iris a hug.
Iris Lockwood was stunned on the spot, her body stiff, motionless for a long time.
"Thank you." Evelyn Clayton’s voice was hoarse, "...sister, thank you."
Just then, Yara Reagan suddenly walked out, muttering, "There’s no movement from the partners’ side for now, so we’re temporarily safe—"
Seeing the two sisters hugging, Yara Reagan’s words were abruptly cut off.
Evelyn Clayton patted Iris Lockwood’s back, then released her: "I can’t see you off, be careful on your way back."
Iris Lockwood wore a pretty face that looked indifferent and uncaring, but in reality, her ears were burning red as she walked away awkwardly.
Yara Reagan finally stepped forward, her tone laced with jealousy: "What, are you two sisterly now?"
Evelyn Clayton found it amusing: "You’re jealous?"
"Tch, I’m not. Do you value Iris more than me?" Yara Reagan frowned.
Evelyn Clayton pretended to be serious: "No, you’re a bit more important than her. After all, she recently lost weight for the expo."
Yara Reagan was exasperated into laughter, rolling her eyes at Evelyn Clayton: "I’m talking business with you! The partnership is temporarily secured, but I can’t guarantee the partners won’t back out again! We need to prepare early!"