James Grant was easier to talk to than expected, leaving Evelyn Clayton somewhat surprised.
But she didn’t show it, simply saying, "I’ll find someone to draft the agreement afterwards and send it to you."
"Okay." James Grant appeared much calmer, walking straight ahead without any distraction.
However, when he reached the door, James stopped again and turned to look at Evelyn Clayton. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novelꜰire.net
"Can you come along when I meet with Sharon?"
Evelyn paused, then nodded, "It’s the right thing to do, otherwise Sharon might feel uneasy."
James Grant gazed deeply at Evelyn for a long while, then nodded, "Okay."
After watching James Grant’s figure disappear, Evelyn gently closed the door.
She looked around the office somewhat dazed, it took her a while before she moved, then settled back into her chair behind her desk, feeling a little drained as she leaned against the backrest.
Soon after, there was a knock at the door.
May poked her head in curiously, eager for gossip.
"Evelyn, has he gone?" May looked around, extremely curious, "Evelyn, what were you talking about with that handsome guy just now?"
Evelyn’s smile was rather forced; she didn’t want May to notice anything amiss and misunderstand, so she lowered her eyelids and said plainly, "Personal privacy issues, I’d rather not answer."
"Alright then." May pursed her lips, "I was wondering who such a handsome man could be. When you brought him over, I tried to subtly ask several times, but he wouldn’t say more than a word, seemed quite aloof."
Evelyn chuckled but didn’t respond.
She felt somewhat restless at the moment.
After sitting at her workstation for quite a while, Evelyn finally grew a bit restless.
"If there’s anything for today, send it over first; I’ll handle it when I get home tonight."
"Oh, will you be back this afternoon, Evelyn?"
Evelyn had already grabbed her handbag, ready to leave, "Not sure, I have something to attend to, unless there are unforeseen circumstances, I might come back tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Evelyn turned and went out.
She drove to the parking lot, then called Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood.
The call was quickly answered, and their voices sounded cheerful, utterly different from Evelyn’s somewhat cloudy mood.
"Are you done with your work? We just came out of the cinema in the mall and plan to visit the children’s section, to buy some toys and clothes for Sharon. Do you want to come over?"
Listening to Iris Lockwood’s cheerful voice, Evelyn replied, "Alright, send me the address, I’m on my way."
The address was quickly sent over, and Evelyn drove there.
In ten minutes, Evelyn arrived at the café where the two were.
"Come on, come on, I ordered your favorite latte for you." Iris Lockwood waved happily at Evelyn.
Evelyn smiled slightly, sat down, and took a sip of the coffee, remaining silent for a while.
Yara Reagan, perceptive as always, immediately noticed Evelyn’s downcast mood.
"What’s wrong, any issues with work?" Yara asked with concern, "You seem a bit unhappy."
Evelyn gripped the cup, her fingers lightly tapping on the cup’s surface, and after some time she said, "James Grant came."
"What?" Iris Lockwood’s eyes widened instantly, dissatisfaction creeping in, "He went to your company to find you? He didn’t cause a scene at the company, did he?"
Evelyn shook her head, "No, he didn’t. He seems different from before now."
Iris Lockwood scoffed, "What’s different about him? If he can do things like restricting someone’s freedom, what else wouldn’t he do?"