"You!" Iris Lockwood couldn’t believe how malicious she was, "But you clearly did it on purpose not to help me!"
"Didn’t I say, I only guarantee the annulment of the marriage, everything else you have to strive for yourself?" Evelyn Clayton impatiently frowned, "Do you not understand human language?"
"Why are you being so fierce?" Iris glared at her, "Think about it, if you don’t match me with Matthew Sullivan, won’t he just pester you every day? If I’m by his side, I definitely won’t let him revolve around you."
That was actually a good idea.
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"I’ll do my best. What’s that expression?" Iris suddenly felt something amiss, was she falling into Evelyn’s trap?
"Alright. I’ll create opportunities for you, but you have to seize them. The rest is up to you."
Iris didn’t react immediately, "Wait, didn’t you just say..."
"Do you want my help or not? If not, then forget it."
"I want it! Of course I want it!"
"Alright. Come to see me next Monday as my assistant."
Iris wore an expression as if she’d heard something outrageous, "I’m going to be your assistant? Are you crazy? How could I agree to that!"
"I have a project to collaborate with The Grant Group and there’s a chance to see Matthew Sullivan every day. Come if you want, if not, whatever."
"I’m coming!" Iris immediately changed her tune, "Of course, I’m coming. I’ll be at work on time next Monday."
Having achieved her goal, Iris left without another word.
Yara Reagan just returned from checking the surveillance and only heard Iris’s last words about arriving punctually next Monday.
"Evelyn, are you crazy?! You’re actually letting her work here? Aren’t you afraid she’ll bankrupt our studio?"
"Don’t worry." Evelyn pressed Yara’s shoulder to make her sit down.
Yara was in a frenzy, "How can I not worry? This studio is the fruit of both our labors. I can’t just stand by and watch someone destroy it without feeling anxious."
"You also said it’s the result of both our efforts, not just yours. Do you think I would let anyone destroy it?"
"Then why did you agree for Iris to work here?"
Evelyn, helpless, had to briefly explain her plan to investigate Harrison Grant at The Grant Group.
"Oh my God!" Yara’s eyes widened, "I didn’t expect there to be so many secrets. Then you... alright. Having Iris go with you is actually a good idea, just treat her as someone to cover for you."
"Bingo." Evelyn blinked, "I just want her to cover for me, otherwise Matthew Sullivan will be pestering me like a mad dog again, and where will I find the time to investigate?"
As for James Grant, he’ll know naturally when the announcement comes out next week.
Evelyn decided to interact less with James in private.
This person sometimes acted like a playboy, sometimes with deep schemes; she couldn’t read him.
Fortunately, James hadn’t come to see her in the past few days, but Cindy Owens and her agent, Bro, had.
After being stunned for three seconds, Yara righteously drove them away.
"Our Evelyn was harmed by you like that, and now you come to apologize? Can those rumors be withdrawn?"
"But I was also scolded." Cindy looked pitiful, "Miss Clayton, I was out of my mind, I wanted fame desperately, can you forgive me this time? I won’t provoke you again, I’ll live honestly."
Evelyn frowned, "I don’t want to accept your apology, you should leave. In the future, let’s stay out of each other’s business."
"Then can you tell Director Grant not to cancel my business deals? These days, the compensation for the contracts has exhausted all the money I earned in these years."
Cindy’s continual moral coercion only worsened Evelyn’s already bad mood.
"Is that so? That’s great. Evil is repaid with evil, good with good, you should pay a price."
"...You’re so ruthless." Cindy, seeing she was impervious to reason, sneered and tore off her mask, "Do you really think James Grant would settle down for you? A man like him, how could he stay for any woman?"