Evelyn Clayton was montarily dazed before she couldn’t help but chuckle.
She thought Lynn Yates was right.
But Yara Reagan’s reaction was quite different.
"Director Yates, you really are—" Yara seed to be searching for the right words, and finally exclaid, word by word, "you truly are a talent."
Lynn Yates chuckled softly.
She was born into such a family, where her father, Charles Yates, burdened by having no sons, could only cultivate her as the sole heir.
In fact, from the very beginning, her engagent to Jas Grant was not very feasible.
Charles Yates hoped that Jas Grant would beco like a half-son to the Yates family, always considering the Yates family’s interests first, which essentially ant treating Jas as a sort of live-in son-in-law.
However, given the Grant Family’s status, this was simply impossible.
So when Jas Grant separated from the Grant Family, Charles Yates was eager to bind him through capital injection.
In his view, with several sons in the Grant Family, what harm would it do if Jas truly beca a son-in-law of the Yates?
But to Lynn Yates, this was an implicit disdain towards her.
Lynn Yates never felt she was inferior to n, believing she could shoulder the Yates’ responsibilities.
That’s also why, despite being sowhat smitten with Jas Grant back then, she could still remain steadfast, able to pick up and let go.
In Lynn Yates’ view, Evelyn had a lot going for her, except for one weakness: her ties with Jas Grant were too deep.
So Lynn Yates carefully chose her words and slowly said, "Evelyn, I never agreed with the so-called ’You have to let go of emotions to achieve great things’ kind of nonsense, but I firmly believe that those who prioritize emotions in decision-making can never achieve great things."
These words beat like a drum upon Evelyn’s heart.
"I learned sothing today, Director Yates," Evelyn said sincerely, and couldn’t help but ask, "So Director Yates, have you never acted emotionally before?"
Lynn Yates was silent for a mont, then suddenly laughed, "I have, and the outco was quite terrible, so I woke up."
With those words, Lynn Yates closed her eyes and suddenly recalled the past.
At that ti, she had just entered university and paid a great price for acting on emotions.
She fell in love with a boy from an ordinary family, with a love so earth-shattering that she couldn’t extricate herself.
She even wanted to bring him to et her father after only six months.
Charles Yates naturally disapproved and cut off her cards and her allowance.
Lynn Yates didn’t care because she had plenty of savings herself.
But soon, all that money was conned out of her by that boy.
The past was unbearable to recall.
"When can I also wake up and beco a bit more carefree?" Yara mumbled, interrupting Lynn Yates’ thoughts.
Lynn Yates couldn’t help but smile, "Director Reagan, do you have soone on your mind?"
"No, not really," Yara laughed dryly twice, "just feeling sentintal."
Beside them, Evelyn listened quietly to their chat, feeling a ss inside her.
Lynn Yates’ attitude was already quite clear, not much different from what Jas Grant said tonight.
Both were telling her that although they were technically engaged, neither of them could hinder the other, and they could always return to their original positions.
But Evelyn knew that the real obstacle between her and Jas Grant was never Lynn Yates.
Instead, it was...
A figure flashed across her mind, and Evelyn showed a bit of annoyance between her brows.
She slowly closed her eyes.
Just then, the phone suddenly rang; it was a call from Rhys Jacobs.
Evelyn picked up, "Rhys?"
Rhys Jacobs’ voice was sowhat heavy.
"Director Clayton, that influencer Little Deer has been found."
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