Flirted Wrong, Married Right Chapter 479: Lukewarm

Jas Grant remained indifferent, while Evelyn Clayton frowned deeply.

There’s no need to think too much; this matter must involve Sumr Monroe.

Because Harvestide Holdings used to be Thorne Holdings, a company under her control.

And although Jas Grant removed so of the old guards when he rose to power, he must have kept so of the old shareholders to consolidate his ’empire.’

It wasn’t too surprising to Evelyn Clayton that these old shareholders turned traitor.

But Jas Grant was clearly suffering greatly because of it.

"Three hundred million, doesn’t it hurt?" Evelyn Clayton sighed, with a hint of sarcasm, "It seems the one who needs help is you. Do you need my help?"

Jas Grant chuckled softly, "Are you willing to help ?"

Evelyn Clayton raised her eyebrows, thinking of sothing but not saying it out loud.

She originally wanted to say that Lynn Yates is your fiancée, you should ask her for help.

But obviously, it was not the right ti to say such things.

"If you need it, I’ll do everything I can." Evelyn Clayton restrained herself, "After all, I owe you."

On the other end of the phone, Jas Grant seed montarily choked.

After a long while, he spoke with a slightly heavy tone, "I don’t need you to owe anything; I just wanted to hear your voice."

Evelyn Clayton’s heartbeat skipped for a mont.

Suppressing the fluttering feeling, she held back from speaking for a long ti.

But Jas Grant took no offense, saying to himself, "Hearing your voice is a comfort in itself."

An indescribable feeling spread from her heart, and Evelyn Clayton couldn’t pinpoint what it was. She just slightly tightened her grip on the phone, her breathing becoming a bit heavier.

Suddenly, Jas Grant chuckled lightly.

"Alright, Keith Donovan is here, let’s end the call for now."

Evelyn Clayton responded late, "Okay."

Jas Grant hung up the phone and looked up at the entering Keith Donovan.

Keith Donovan teased, "Tsk tsk tsk, who were you calling? Couldn’t let hear it, and hung up as soon as I ca in?"

"What is it?" Jas Grant was impatient, "If you have sothing to say, say it."

Keith Donovan shouted, "Hey, don’t be so heartless. I heard sothing happened on your side and ca to check on you specially!"

Jas Grant ignored him, turning his attention directly to look at the stock trends.

Keith Donovan, full of curiosity, leaned in to take a look.

"Oh man, you lost quite a bit this ti." Keith Donovan was startled.

However, seeing Jas Grant still composed and silent, Keith Donovan gave a thumbs up, "Bro, you’re sothing else, calm under pressure, you’re ant for big things."

Jas Grant was too lazy to bicker with him, remaining silently poised.

Keith Donovan feared Jas was bottling up too much, leaned forward and said, "Jas, don’t keep things to yourself, losing so money is nothing. At worst, Trevor and I can fund you, three hundred million—that’s nothing."

Jas Grant propped up his chin, then slowly said, "I’m just thinking about a question."

Keith Donovan was montarily stunned, "What question?"

Realizing, Keith Donovan quickly said, "Oh! You an about the acquisition of Harvestide Holdings’ shares, the mastermind behind manipulating the stock price? Could it be Sumr?"

"No." Jas Grant denied flatly, "She doesn’t have such capabilities. This is much like Matthew Sullivan’s handiwork."

Keith Donovan clicked his tongue, "Your cheap brother? Hasn’t he been jailed twice? Still able to jump around?"

Jas Grant smiled lightly, "No matter how many tis he’s been jailed, Harrison Grant always treats him like his own son. He always has a share in the old man’s assets."

Keith Donovan listened, growing a bit more serious.

"Honestly, Jas, if you really can’t stand Matthew Sullivan, I can join forces with Tristan Hawthorne to sort him out for you."