In the afternoon, the autumn rain had just stopped, and another video topped the trending searches.
Jas Grant was busy all morning and only had ti to rest after noon.
As he left the office and passed by the break room, two whispering voices made him stop in his tracks—
"Hey, did you see that video online? The CEO of Gem was attacked on the street today, and it was the CEO of The Ford Group who saved her heroically!"
"Huh? Who’s the CEO of Gem?"
"You forgot?! The CEO of Gem is surnad Clayton, the one previously rumored with our Director Grant! Evelyn Clayton, rember now!"
The voice was very excited, with a strong gossiping tone.
The other voice suddenly realized, "Oh! I rember now, wasn’t it clarified that there was nothing going on?"
"Don’t know. But from the looks of it, the CEO of Gem probably has a close relationship with Director Ford from The Ford Group... you didn’t see the video, he carried her like a princess!"
Jas Grant’s expression subtly changed.
He quickly returned to his office, held it back for a while, but finally took out his phone and turned it on.
He was so busy in the morning, to avoid disturbance, he had turned his phone off, and now as soon as he turned it back on, countless ssages and news notifications popped up.
The phrase "CEO Franklin Ford of The Ford Group heroically rescues beauty" was trending with high popularity, instantly catching Jas Grant’s eye.
Jas Grant subconsciously clenched his back teeth slightly and slowly clicked on the video.
The video was edited, and the beginning part just happened to capture Franklin Ford picking up Evelyn Clayton in the rain and putting her into a car.
The gentle action and eager eyes sparked continuous discussions in the comnt section.
Jas Grant felt an unspeakable stuffiness in his chest, his expression involuntarily darkening.
Keith Donovan walked in to see Jas Grant looking at his phone with a dark face.
Seeing this, Keith Donovan was montarily confused, but quickly realized what was happening.
"Hey, Jas!" Keith Donovan wanted to say sothing more, but then he heard a popular online influencer’s voice from Jas Grant’s phone criticizing Gem’s made-to-order clothing as poorly made.
Keith Donovan seed to lose all his strength, wearily stepping forward, "Saw it?"
Jas Grant gave him a cold sideways glance.
Keith Donovan’s scalp tingled from his gaze, and he lightly coughed, "Hey, I just saw how busy you were this morning, so I didn’t ntion it. I was just coming to tell you now."
Jas Grant didn’t want to dwell on it with him: "What’s going on exactly? Is soone doing sothing behind the scenes?"
"Looks like it. But I checked a bit, as of now there’s no clue, whoever’s behind this is doing it very secretly." Keith Donovan observed his expression, "Don’t do anything rash."
Jas Grant pressed his lips together, saying nothing.
Thinking about the first video where Evelyn Clayton was almost attacked, a sense of agitation rose within Jas Grant.
He opened his contacts and scrolled, hesitating to make a decision.
After a long ti, Jas Grant suddenly put down the phone and stood up.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Keith Donovan was startled, quickly stepping forward to block his way, "Calm down! Where are you going? Evelyn Clayton’s really fine, don’t be impulsive!"
Jas Grant gave him a helpless glance, "Going for a smoke."
Keith Donovan breathed a sigh of relief, puzzled, "How co you’re so calm today?"
Jas Grant lit a cigarette by the window, hearing him and letting out a soft snort, "You tell not to be impulsive, then you complain I’m too calm, what exactly do you want from ?"
He also very much wanted to ask this to Evelyn Clayton.
Evelyn Clayton, what exactly does she want from him?
"That’s not what I ant..." Keith Donovan sighed, "Mainly, I’m worried you won’t feel good about that thing Franklin Ford did today, rescuing the beauty."
Jas Grant suddenly chuckled, not responding.
After a long ti, he finally opened his contacts and clicked on Evelyn Clayton’s number.
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