Not long after they finished talking, a black seven-seater business van pulled up to the entrance of the complex.
It was already the early hours of the morning, and there weren’t many vehicles going in and out of the complex, prompting suspicion among those inside the van.
"Is it this business van?" Yara Reagan asked softly, her voice tinged with nervousness, "We can’t really see... should we go over and take a look?"
Franklin Ford pondered for a moment, "I’ll go."
Everyone looked at him.
"I own a property in this complex," Franklin said quietly, without any intention of boasting, just stating a fact, "It’ll be easier to get in. To avoid prying eyes taking photos, Rhys Jacobs will go with me, and you two stay in the car."
Evelyn Clayton and Yara Reagan had no objections, so Franklin Ford left the car with Rhys Jacobs.
Watching the two cross the road to the entrance of the complex, they were indeed let through after a short while, causing Evelyn Clayton and Yara Reagan to breathe a sigh of relief.
"It’s really nice... owning property everywhere. When will I ever be able to do that?"
Yara Reagan suddenly sighed beside her.
However, Evelyn Clayton could tell that there wasn’t any envy in her words, just an unspeakable sense of melancholy.
She looked at Yara Reagan seriously, "Yara, do you like him?"
Yara’s pupils widened slightly, as if reflexively wanting to deny it, but the words stuck in her throat.
She stayed silent for a long time, lowered her eyelids, and spoke in a muffled voice, "Liking is the most useless thing, what’s the point?"
Evelyn wanted to say something, but Yara suddenly looked up at her, with a mix of helplessness and unwillingness, "I can tell, Franklin, he, he likes you."
Evelyn was taken aback, overwhelmed by a feeling of awkwardness she hadn’t experienced in a long time.
"I can also tell that you actually want to pair me with him," Yara didn’t dwell on the question for too long, "But it’s useless, just like he likes you, he hasn’t done anything either? Because he knows that liking is useless."
After saying a series of useless things, Yara’s emotions seemed to settle down.
Evelyn also finally calmed down, and said in a low voice, "How can you be sure? He didn’t say anything, didn’t do anything, maybe it’s just your imagination?"
"Come on, my sixth sense is the most accurate," Yara snorted lightly, then sighed as if she’d given up, "I don’t actually care that much, after all, I didn’t like him that much!"
Saying this, Yara raised her eyes, revealing her bright eyes.
Her eye shape is actually very pretty, a pair of round almond eyes that look charmingly naive when she smiles, sparkling like they’re filled with stars.
It’s just that when she’s with Evelyn Clayton, she’s easily overlooked.
Evelyn looked at her smiling face and couldn’t help but laugh, "So, are you just going to give up ?"
She always had the idea of pairing Yara and Franklin Ford.
Thinking that in the future, when the business was successful, her family Yara could really enjoy the feeling of being wealthy, boosting her confidence, and she wouldn’t feel like she’s not good enough for Franklin Ford anymore.
But Evelyn had always respected Yara’s wishes and feared she might feel awkward, so she never took action. Original content can be found at novel·fiɾe·net
"I wouldn’t say give up," Yara laughed, "I haven’t even started yet, so how could I be giving up? It’s just a little crush."
As she spoke, Yara’s eyes filled with hope, "Lynn Yates is so cool! They always say, treat men as resources! Once I’m successful, how could I not have my pick of young and hot guys?"
No sooner had she finished speaking, two knocks suddenly sounded on the car window.
Evelyn Clayton and Yara Reagan looked over in shock to find Franklin Ford and Rhys Jacobs had returned, standing by the window.