She had no intention of getting involved in other people’s emotions, so she sat down and explained, "Jas and I are only business partners, not what you think."
"As for why we ca to the café today, it’s because..." Lynn Yates smiled helplessly, "The Yates Group’s eting room has been under renovation, and the formaldehyde sll is quite strong, so I could only ask Director Grant to co here."
Why didn’t they go to The Grant Group to talk about such trivial matters? Evelyn Clayton felt embarrassed to ask further.
Under Jas Grant’s teasing gaze, she softly responded with a hum.
The waiter brought another cup of cappuccino.
Stirring the latte art in her cup, Evelyn Clayton gained a brand-new impression of Lynn Yates.
Discussing matters on their rits, leadership charisma, every aspect left people in awe.
Evelyn Clayton had already felt differently towards her, and after a few words of conversation, her impression of Lynn Yates soared upward.
She completely ignored the presence of Jas Grant beside her.
"I actually know you two were here to talk about cooperation, and Director Grant misunderstood my aning just now." Evelyn Clayton believed she hadn’t felt "jealous" earlier, so she tossed the bla to Jas Grant without any psychological burden.
"Besides..." Evelyn Clayton hesitated internally for a mont, then said as if nothing had happened, "Regardless of whether you exist, there’s no possibility between Jas and , so you don’t need to mind ."
She said it nonchalantly, but Lynn Yates listened in confusion and looked again at Jas Grant, whose face was already overcast like water.
"Are you serious?" He stared directly at Evelyn Clayton, as if hoping to get another answer from her mouth.
Evelyn Clayton seed unaware of the man’s emotions, nodded slightly while holding the spoon in her mouth.
"Serious."
Four simple words successfully ignited the anger in the man’s chest.
Even at this mont, Jas Grant was still reluctant to speak harshly to Evelyn Clayton.
He forcefully suppressed his temper, stood up from his seat, and looked down at her for a long mont, clenching his fist as he left.
Lynn Yates’ tense face could not hide her astonishnt.
She looked at Evelyn Clayton, who was slumped over the table next to her, "Aren’t you going to chase after him?"
"No."
Jas Grant left, and the strength in Evelyn Clayton’s straight back gave way, bending suddenly, "I just told the truth, what’s he angry about?"
Besides, words once spoken are like water spilled; she had already said so much, wouldn’t chasing him just be like hitting herself in the face?
Lynn Yates didn’t understand her logic, "Don’t you like Jas Grant?"
Otherwise, Lynn couldn’t comprehend why she acted this way.
Evelyn Clayton did not answer.
The cappuccino was placed in front of her, and she took a small sip, but even that small bitter taste lingered on her tongue and couldn’t be removed.
Just like Jas Grant himself, Evelyn Clayton kept him in her heart, but this man couldn’t bring her a bit of joy, so it was better to let go.
Even if her heart would hurt, only a little bit, she could endure it.
The images taken by a stalker were all sent to Sumr Monroe.
In the office, Sumr Monroe looked at the two won sitting beside Jas Grant and frowned.
She didn’t know which one was Jas Grant’s true love.
Dealing with one was a piece of cake for Sumr, but taking on two would be a bit strenuous, as she also had a family business to manage and didn’t have the ti to waste on these petty matters.
Just as she was torn, the office door was pushed open, and Soren Foster walked in.
The man had a fair and clean face, a tall figure, ca in and first scanned around, then went straight to Sumr Monroe’s position once he confird it.
He stood behind Sumr Monroe, bent down, and gave her a lingering kiss.
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