The person who came was James Grant.
Yara Reagan couldn’t remember when was the last time she saw James Grant. Seeing him again now, she felt somewhat surprised.
James Grant seemed somewhat different from before.
He didn’t appear older, but his entire demeanor seemed more reserved and profound. His eyes no longer concealed sharpness as they once did; instead, they were increasingly unfathomable.
Yara blocked James Grant’s path, preventing him from entering, and coldly looked at him, "Director Grant, you are not welcome here."
"It’s okay, I just want to say a few words to you." James Grant was not offended, his eyes dark, "I’m about to leave soon."
Yara’s heart tightened, and she asked instinctively, "Where are you heading?"
"Paris." James Grant fixed his gaze on Yara’s eyes, "Did you see the message I sent you?"
Yara’s face grew colder, "I saw it. What does Director Grant want to say? You don’t think that is Evelyn, do you?"
James Grant remained calm, "Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will go. But rest assured, I won’t hurt her again this time."
These words instantly reminded Yara of that accident five years ago.
Her expression became even less friendly, and she said coldly, "Director Grant, there’s no need to tell me all this. Besides, there’s no one left for you to tell. I’ve told you long ago, Evelyn is gone."
"Really..." James Grant murmured, "Say what you will, but I’m going to go for sure this time. I just wanted to let you know that I have no ill intentions; I just want to confirm whether she’s doing well."
Before Yara could speak again, James Grant continued, "Also, I found Charlotte Sterling."
Yara’s heart tightened slightly, but she kept a calm exterior and replied impatiently, "What does that have to do with me?"
"Indeed, nothing much... But I wanted to say, when my people found Charlotte Sterling, they discovered more than one group was looking for her. Another group was trying to kill her, so Charlotte was hiding in a very pitiful state. I’ve investigated, and that group might be connected to Aethelburg."
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Yara’s brows moved slightly, and she stared at James Grant for a long moment before slowly saying, "James Grant, I’ve said before, Evelyn is gone; telling me won’t change anything. I advise you not to waste your efforts."
After speaking, Yara indifferently said, "See yourself out."
After closing the door, Yara stood in the entryway for a while before returning.
Iris Lockwood had already placed the dishes on the dining table. At this moment, everyone exchanged glances, then looked at Yara, unsure whether to speak.
Especially Violet Ford and Franklin Ford, they were both wondering internally but didn’t know how to bring it up.
Regarding Evelyn Clayton’s life or death, the two of them were roughly aware that Evelyn was still alive and highly likely living with the Sinclair family.
But Yara and Iris were tight-lipped and had never mentioned it to them. Each time they tried to subtly inquire, they were always brushed off.
Over time, the Ford siblings stopped asking.
Anyway, Gem was still operating normally. Even though they had transferred most of the company shares, they retained a small portion, and the annual dividends were considerable, not to mention the opportunities to cooperate with Gem as shareholders each year.
These were tangible benefits.
Given that, the truth about some matters doesn’t seem as important anymore.
But seeing James Grant come today, Violet couldn’t hold back.
"It’s been so many years..." Violet was careful with her words, looking at Yara, "Yara, is Evelyn really... still around?"