"Actually, I don’t an anything else. As long as Miss Clayton agrees to my two conditions, I will withdraw the pressure on our partners. How about that?"
Evelyn Clayton didn’t speak, waiting quietly for Sumr Monroe to continue.
Perhaps she had gone through too much turmoil recently, Evelyn Clayton exuded a cold aura all over, as if she had grown a lot in just one day.
"First, leave Jas Grant."
"Second, end the cooperation with Franklin Ford."
Though she wasn’t sure about the current situation between Jas Grant and Evelyn Clayton, nevertheless, it would be good for her to stay away from Jas Grant.
As for Lynn Yates, she could be dealt with slowly.
What kind of cooperation Franklin Ford had reached with Evelyn Clayton, Sumr Monroe was still unaware, but just because The Ford Group had snatched Jas Grant’s project, she had to intervene.
Anyone against Jas Grant was against her, Sumr Monroe!
"Ha." Evelyn Clayton curled up her lips, as if she had heard a joke.
She knew that a dog could not spit out ivory.
Calmly, she picked up her teacup and took a sip.
Evelyn Clayton’s tone was flat, yet full of sarcasm.
"Miss Monroe might be taking herself too seriously. Just a few orders, they can’t do much to . You can force them for a while, but not a lifeti, right?"
As long as the product quality was solid and the price fair and reasonable, there was no need to worry about the market.
Sumr Monroe’s face changed.
Evelyn Clayton continued, "If you like Jas Grant, just go for it yourself. There’s no need to oppose at every turn. I have nothing to do with him anymore."
"Similarly, my interactions with Franklin Ford are none of your concern."
"The reason I ca to visit wasn’t to beg you. I just wanted to ask, Miss Monroe, you’ve been targeting from the start. What is it you’re so afraid of?"
Evelyn Clayton had no good impression of Sumr Monroe, so her words were naturally blunt.
Her sharp eyes fixed tightly on Sumr Monroe, every word clear and resonant: "Are you afraid I will discover there was more to my father’s car accident, so hidden secrets? Or sothing else?"
Sumr Monroe’s face visibly worsened.
In Sumr Monroe’s eyes, Evelyn Clayton was just a weak flower relying on Jas Grant for survival.
Without Jas Grant, she would be easily controlled, how co...
She was actually chilled by Evelyn Clayton’s gaze.
"What are you talking about? I don’t know."
Sumr Monroe pretended to stay calm, as if she knew nothing: "Your father’s car accident was just an accident. What hidden secrets could there be? Miss Clayton, stop changing the subject."
"You’re the one changing the subject, aren’t you? Asking my clients to cancel orders, preventing from interacting with Jas Grant and Franklin Ford, going through all this trouble, and then claiming you know nothing, who would believe that?"
Evelyn Clayton snorted coldly, placed the teacup heavily back on the table, stood up, and left without looking back.
Leaving behind a aningful statent: "If you don’t know now, it doesn’t matter, you’ll find out in the future."
Watching Evelyn Clayton’s departing figure, Sumr Monroe finally realized late, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Had she found out?
Impossible.
Evelyn Clayton was a re orphan with no parents, where did she get such courage and ability to uncover the truth of that year?
Whether it was an illusion or not, since Evelyn Clayton fell out with Jas Grant, the situation seed to be developing in a direction that no one could control.
After calming her pounding heart, Sumr Monroe picked up her phone and dialed Harrison Grant’s number.
"I just t Evelyn Clayton."
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