Sumr Monroe’s face flashed with a hint of embarrassnt, and then she looked at Jas Grant: "I’ve been wanting to discuss the cooperation with Director Grant, and by coincidence we et today. I hope you will honor with your presence."
She only invited Jas Grant, completely excluding Evelyn Clayton.
"Miss Monroe always prioritizes work, but today is a bit inconvenient." Jas Grant frowned in displeasure.
But Sumr Monroe feigned ignorance: "What’s inconvenient about it? It’s just a brief discussion on cooperation, such a rare encounter."
Before Jas Grant could respond, Evelyn Clayton had already decided for him, "Since Miss Monroe insists on inviting, there’s a café right next door, Miss Monroe, please!"
Sumr Monroe pursed her red lips and confidently walked ahead.
The four of them sat facing each other, and the atmosphere seed a bit strange.
Sumr Monroe spoke first: "If this cooperation can be achieved, I can concede five points to show sincerity. Director Grant, what do you think?"
Since sitting down, her gaze had consistently rested on the man’s handso face.
"Miss Monroe is truly generous. Such a large profit cut, don’t you need to go back and discuss it in a eting?" Jas Grant’s tone was indifferent, seemingly unmoved.
Evelyn Clayton tilted her head with a half-smile: "It seems everyone has a love for beauty. Director Grant, I’m sure Miss Monroe’s big concession is also because she’s dazzled by beauty!"
Due to a woman’s sixth sense, Evelyn Clayton saw the look in Sumr Monroe’s eyes and felt a blockage in her heart.
Sumr Monroe smiled without answering, directly took out a contract from her exquisite bag, and pushed it in front of Jas Grant, smiling.
"Director Grant, sign the contract, wishing for a happy cooperation."
Evelyn Clayton’s eyes darkened.
This woman even prepared a contract in advance, clearly today’s encounter wasn’t by chance, she ca prepared.
This kind of windfall, no one would refuse.
However, after a mont of silence, Jas Grant spoke surprisingly, "Miss Monroe, I refuse the cooperation."
"Why..."
The two won present exclaid in unison with remarkable tacit understanding.
"No reason, everything prioritizes the company’s interests."
After a pause, Sumr Monroe still smiled gracefully, not only not angry, but with a glint of admiration and infatuation in her eyes.
"Director Grant is indeed a person who gets things done. It’s okay, don’t rush, you can think it over when you go back."
After speaking, she elegantly said goodbye and turned to leave.
Evelyn Clayton retracted her gaze and spoke indifferently: "Eldest Young Master Grant really does attract fortune at every step, with benefactors supporting him."
Jas Grant raised an eyebrow and looked at her with ill intent: "What? Are you envious? Or jealous?"
Evelyn Clayton was speechless for a mont, then found her voice: "That woman is willing to forgo such a large profit; I fear her intentions aren’t pure."
"Is this your way of showing concern for ?" Jas Grant’s phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.
"No, it’s just I’m afraid if The Grant Group collapses, I won’t have a place to work." Evelyn Clayton replied coldly.
After a mont of silence, Jas Grant changed the subject: "Don’t go out shopping with Marcus Sullivan anymore; it’s an eyesore for ."
"What, are you jealous?" Evelyn Clayton asked half-jokingly.
"Yes." The man’s answer was straightforward.
Evelyn Clayton couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips, sipping the iced Aricano in front of her. Even though it was bitter, she found it sweet.
But suddenly thinking of Jas Grant’s engagent with Lynn Yates, her expression darkened again.
"Jas Grant, you have no right to be jealous. You are now engaged to Lynn Yates and still entangled with Clara Yates. You should mind your own business."
Her words were sharp and piercing, yet they did not shake the smile in Jas Grant’s eyes one bit.
A hint of playfulness flickered in his eyes: "Oh... you’re jealous too?"
"I... I’m not. It’s just that as an acquaintance, I’m kindly reminding you, you’re supposed to marry her sister. Being entangled with the younger sister is inappropriate."
Evelyn Clayton’s words ca out awkward and dry.
Jas Grant rarely showed his first genuine smile of the day.
"Who I want to marry, you should know very well."
Jas Grant retracted the smile from his eyes, his hawk-like gaze fixed on Evelyn Clayton, as if it could penetrate the heart.
Evelyn Clayton’s montary unease made her voice almost waver: "Ridiculous!"
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