"Not very feasible." Rhys Jacobs spoke in a low voice, "Even without discussing whether Lucy Carter will listen to us, once the person who instructed Lucy to throw dirt on us spreads the news, it’s still difficult for us to handle."
Iris Lockwood was slightly anxious, "Is there no other way?"
Evelyn Clayton sat on the sofa, a flash of violence in her eyes.
"I have the surveillance video and recording from the eting with Julia Lawrence at the ti," Evelyn slowly cald down, "This is our last resort. Right now, it’s best to find out the truth about Julia’s jumping and resolve this through proper legal channels."
She took a deep breath and cald down, "Nothing has happened yet, the fire hasn’t reached us, things can still be settled, don’t worry."
Speaking of which, Evelyn stood up with her phone and walked to the bedroom.
She ignored Jas Grant’s call once again and dialed an unnoted number.
Ten seconds later, the call connected.
A woman’s voice ca through the receiver, tinged with a leisurely laughter.
"Isn’t this Director Clayton? What made you think of calling ?"
Evelyn’s tone was icy, "Sumr Monroe, if you’re free, can we et right now?"
Sumr laughed lightly, her smug deanor almost creeping through the receiver, "I thought Director Clayton was always calm and collected, able to solve any issue. How co you’re finally in a rush now?"
"Sumr, don’t forget about that surveillance video." Evelyn raised an eyebrow, her tone sarcastic, "You can use public opinion as a tool, do you think others can’t?"
There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by Sumr’s disdainful hum, "Where should we et?"
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Evelyn did not tell Yara Reagan and the others where she was going. She drove alone to the eting place with Sumr Monroe.
She chose a restaurant near Gem as the location.
From the second floor of the restaurant, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window, one could see the entrance of the building where Gem was located, still cordoned off. Passersby deliberately avoided that area.
Evelyn ordered a bottle of white wine and sipped alone.
Twenty minutes later, Sumr Monroe arrived late.
With an air of arrogance and indifference, she sat opposite Evelyn and raised her eyebrows at her, "What’s the matter?"
Evelyn’s eyes were cold, "Do I need to tell you what’s the matter?"
Sumr’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, clearly very displeased, "Evelyn Clayton, you threatened to co out here and you’re asking ?"
Seeing Sumr’s impatience, a strange feeling arose in Evelyn’s heart.
Evelyn turned her gaze towards the building opposite, where Gem was located. Sumr looked suspiciously and followed her gaze.
A mont later, Sumr seed to lose patience completely, clicked her tongue and said, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Evelyn turned her head and stared at Sumr for a long ti.
Finally, she confird one thing.
Julia’s suicide, perhaps, had nothing to do with Sumr.
Evelyn’s mind raced, unsure if Sumr’s acting was too good, but at the sa ti feeling that, at this point, Sumr had no reason to be pretending here.
"Didn’t you see today’s news?" Evelyn stared intensely at Sumr, "Julia’s dead."
Sumr’s expression finally changed.
Shock flashed across her eyes for an instant, along with genuine panic.
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