Although it was just a fleeting touch, Evelyn Clayton never expected to have such an intimate encounter in this setting.
She stood frozen on the spot, her gaze fixed on the man in front of her who seed like a deity.
Sighs of astonishnt rose and fell around her.
The onlookers, unaware of the situation, were unusually excited.
However, those in the eye of the public storm had expressions that were hard to read.
After this episode, the cocktail party ca to an abrupt end.
In the large venue, only the mbers of the Grant Family and Evelyn Clayton stood in the center.
Everyone remained silent, like the calm before the storm.
Jas Grant noticed sothing was amiss, and quietly stood beside Evelyn Clayton, holding her hand.
Seeing this, Harrison Grant frowned and spoke coldly.
"Evelyn, since you were five, I’ve regarded you as my daughter-in-law. Our family has always been traditional; a good woman does not serve two husbands. You have a prior engagent with Marcus, yet you persist in entangling with Jas, which is unreasonable and disgraces ."
Evelyn Clayton and Jas Grant exchanged a glance.
Harrison Grant was like an old ginger with a stinging taste, and his reasoning undoubtedly carried a hidden aning.
"Uncle Grant, I am not an appendage to anyone. I like Jas Grant, and I have already told you that. If you truly care for , why insist?"
Facing such direct defiance, Harrison Grant’s expression didn’t waver much.
"You’re young and it’s normal not to see those around you clearly, but I can’t watch you continue the nonsense. The matter between Jas and the Yates Family’s daughter is already settled; this is the best outco for both of you."
The elder’s sincerity was evident, but Evelyn Clayton only felt it was hypocritical.
"I do not consent to the marriage with the Yates Family," Jas Grant spoke coldly.
"Shut up, you have no right to speak here."
Jas Grant was about to speak again, but Shirley Owens stepped forward unexpectedly.
"Harrison, you’re matchmaking here and forgetting about Jasper? He is your legitimate son; how can the Grant Family’s second son be unequal to an illegitimate child?"
Shirley Owens never acknowledged Matthew Sullivan, and now, in his presence, she belittled him without restraint.
Although she resented the idea of Jas Grant’s marriage alliance with the Yates Family, she couldn’t say much.
But why should even Matthew Sullivan benefit, while her son is cast aside?
She wanted to stir up more trouble.
But with just one look from Harrison Grant, she imdiately grew cold inside and reluctantly closed her mouth.
Evelyn Clayton looked at the two n standing beside her.
Jas Grant rarely showed any emotion, but Matthew Sullivan uncharacteristically lowered his head, his eyes unreadable.
Seeing the turmoil at the scene, Evelyn Clayton pressed her lips together and began to ponder.
But Harrison Grant seed to anticipate her reaction, and he promptly spoke: "Evelyn, I’d like to have a private conversation with you."
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Inside the low-profile yet luxury car, the air pressure was extrely low.
The two confronted each other until finally, Harrison Grant spoke first.
"Evelyn, you and your father are not alike at all."
"Uncle Grant, it’s the sa for you. Although your chest beats with my father’s heart, you are different from him."
"Haha..." Harrison Grant laughed heartily, "You girl, you really won’t allow yourself to be shortchanged."
With that, he took out a docunt casually.
Evelyn Clayton didn’t even look at it and tossed it aside.
"Uncle Grant should just speak directly. These obscure words lack warmth, and I don’t like that."
"Before your father passed away, I went to see your mother and bought these relics from her hands. She doesn’t care, but I know you do. People can’t always act based on their likes; your father’s relics hold special significance to too. The relics of soone long gone should be entrusted to the right person."
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