Evelyn Clayton looked a bit stern.
"My suggestion is, you’d better go," Evelyn’s lips pressed tightly. "If you don’t go, Harrison Grant will still find ways to trip up Aegis. If you go, at the very least, he might be cautious, think you’re fearless, and perhaps have something up your sleeve."
Iris Lockwood understood somewhat, "So you mean, bluffing?"
Evelyn raised an eyebrow, a hint of a half-smile at the clear bottom of her eyes, "Yes, lose people but not the battle, make Harrison wonder... Besides, this time he’s inviting all the prominent figures in town, maybe he has some other intentions." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveIꜰire.net
Recalling how after James Grant left the Grant Family, Harrison Grant handed Atlas Group over to Jasper Grant; and with Jasper’s remarkable rise, Evelyn’s conviction grew stronger—
Harrison is pushing James Grant.
After soothing Iris, when everyone had left, Evelyn began dealing with work.
These days, Gem had practically come to a halt. With changes in public opinion online, they could finally breathe a little.
While looking at the promotional plan for the store’s new release in a month, Evelyn’s phone rang.
It was Julia Lawrence calling.
A tint of gloom flashed in Evelyn’s eyes as she slowly answered.
"Julia," Evelyn walked to the window, "Have you thought it through?"
The breathing on the other end was heavy, before Julia’s slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Director Clayton, if you have time, can we meet now?"
Evelyn and Julia met at the company.
It wasn’t that Evelyn maliciously suspected Julia, but knowing faces is different from knowing hearts. Julia was no longer the silent, pitiful, and resilient girl Evelyn once remembered, she had to be wary.
At this hour, the city lights were lit up, and there were hardly any people in the building, only the security downstairs remained.
Evelyn took the elevator to the floor where Gem was located and saw Julia leaning in the corner by the company door, eyes cast down, lost in thought.
It was already late autumn, Julia was wrapped in a coat, which made her look even thinner.
Seeing Evelyn approach, Julia straightened up, her dry eyes deeply fixed on Evelyn.
Evelyn’s gaze lingered on her for a moment, then she opened the company door and led her into the meeting room.
The meeting room had surveillance, and the monitoring could also record audio; subtly, Evelyn activated the recording and video function on her phone for the meeting room’s surveillance, then invited Julia to sit down.
"It’s so cold outside, it’s tough having you come all the way here." Evelyn’s tone was light, then she got to the point, "What do you want to say to me?"
Julia almost curled her whole self into the chair, looking dejected and silent.
Evelyn patiently waited for her to speak.
Not knowing how long had passed, Julia suddenly lowered her eyes and said softly, "Director Clayton, I’ve wronged you."
Evelyn slightly raised an eyebrow, didn’t interrupt her, nor did she respond.
"It was me, it was me who tampered with Lucy Carter’s customized clothing." Julia spoke word by word, giving the impression that she had long rehearsed this confession, and came specifically to admit her guilt, "I was momentarily blinded by greed, I was responsible for the customization, I withheld a sum of money, hence, Lucy Carter received that unqualified customized clothing."
Evelyn quietly stared at her, then suddenly laughed.
She laughed, shook her head, and when she looked up again, there was a sharp flash in her eyes.
"Julia, do you take me for a fool?" Evelyn softly countered, "Do you lack money? No, you don’t. Even if you did, you wouldn’t be foolish enough to directly withhold clothing materials, providing low-quality clothing to a social media influencer with immense reach."