Violet Ford was stunned in place.
For a long time, she spoke with inexplicable anger: "So what do you intend to do? Go head to head with James Grant? Don’t forget, even though James is at odds with his father, he still carries the Grant name, and Harvestide Holdings under him is not to be underestimated!"
Franklin Ford remained silent.
Violet, realizing she had gotten too emotional, held back and said in a deep voice, "I’m not saying we can’t provoke James, but there’s no need to become hostile with him... After all, James won’t actually harm Evelyn, let’s all think of a solution—"
"Evelyn is pregnant."
A hoarse female voice came from behind them.
The Ford siblings were both startled, looking back incredulously.
They saw Yara Reagan had returned at some point, her face slightly pale yet overly calm.
She took two steps forward, suddenly swayed a little, and couldn’t help but support herself against the wall, pausing.
Franklin’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stepped forward to support Yara.
"What’s wrong with you?" Franklin stared intently at Yara, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Violet watched the scene, unconsciously frowning.
Yara gently pushed away Franklin’s hand, her eyes flickering slightly as she looked at Violet. Updates are released by N()velFire.net
Violet’s gaze hadn’t had time to retreat, she awkwardly lowered her eyes.
Yara also withdrew her gaze, not pursuing the matter.
"Evelyn is pregnant, almost three months." Yara ignored the look Franklin gave her and continued, "And I’m not afraid to tell you, she’s carrying James’s child."
Violet suppressed a moment of embarrassment in her heart and couldn’t help but ask, "But didn’t she, she had a car accident—"
"Yes, which is why James’s seed is indeed very resilient." Yara let out a cold laugh, her words coupled with that laugh were truly cutting.
But the people present remained in eerie silence, seemingly in agreement.
Franklin stared at Yara for a long time before saying in a low voice, "So, she plans to keep the child and doesn’t want James to know, is that it?"
"Is there any need to say that?" Yara sat on a nearby bench as if exhausted, her gaze looking into a void, "If James finds out, Evelyn’s life will truly be trapped by him."
Apart from the few of them, the corridor was deserted, so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Yara seemed to recover, standing up slowly and saying, "I understand if you don’t want to intervene, after all, James Grant is indeed not someone to mess with. But if you choose not to intervene, then I hope you don’t make any rash decisions, like contacting the Sinclair Family... I will handle Evelyn’s situation."
After saying this, Yara was about to leave, but Franklin silently watched her, then gently moved forward to support her arm after a moment.
Yara looked back at him, and Franklin insisted, "Wherever you’re going, I’ll take you."
Violet stood still, looking at the backs of her brother and Yara, sighed helplessly.
Rhys Jacobs, who had been quiet for a long while, finally stepped forward and said softly, "Director Ford, may I take you?"
Violet waved her hand wearily, "I’ll go back by myself. You go and handle the company’s matters, it’s hard on you."
Upon hearing this, Rhys didn’t move for a while.
After some time, Violet suddenly heard Rhys speak up.
"Director Ford, actually, we could have Miss Lockwood step in to resolve this issue."
Violet was slightly taken aback, "Miss Lockwood? You mean Iris Lockwood?"
"That’s right. Miss Lockwood is technically Director Clayton’s sister, she could file a lawsuit."