Flirted Wrong, Married Right Chapter 86: Have You Seen This Photo?

"This is not being picky." Jasper Grant chided her grumpily, "If you were the one whose manuscript was stolen, would you still be laughing?!"

Amber Whitman hadn’t interacted much with Jasper Grant. She only complained to him because he was from the Grant Family. She didn’t expect to be lectured, so she stord off in a huff.

Unexpectedly, just as Jasper Grant thought Evelyn Clayton was pitiful, he happened to see her in person and couldn’t help but feel so sympathy for her.

With his thoughts turning, Jasper Grant nodded slightly, "Miss Clayton."

Evelyn Clayton glanced at Jasper Grant and nodded politely at him.

"Hello."

"No need to be so formal. It’s not the first ti we’ve t." Jasper Grant flashed a friendly smile, "I just heard so things about you, and I’m sorry for almost letting you be wronged at the Grant Group."

"What things?"

"About Amber Whitman."

"Oh."

Evelyn Clayton lowered her eyes. Since it was already resolved, she didn’t plan to dwell on it.

But Jasper Grant was indignant on her behalf, "I already gave her a talking-to just now."

"Who did you lecture?" Evelyn Clayton looked sideways at him. Did he really need to butt in?

"Amber Whitman. Over the years, because of the Whitman family’s connections, she’s been flaunting herself at the Grant Group. Now she’s even bullying you. As long as I’m here, I won’t allow such things to happen at the Grant Group."

Evelyn Clayton wanted to laugh.

Jasper Grant was completely different from Jas Grant and Matthew Sullivan. Jas was fickle and cold, and Matthew was selfish. Jasper was overly righteous and a bit cute.

"By the way, why isn’t my brother with you?"

"He still has so work to finish. I ca for lunch first." Evelyn Clayton smiled, not intending to say much.

Jasper Grant’s eyes lit up, "Then can I join you? I ca to see my dad, but he has a lunch eting, and my brother probably doesn’t have ti to eat with either."

He didn’t even consider Matthew Sullivan.

Since she was alone anyway, Evelyn Clayton nodded, "Sure."

"Great. Then let host lunch, okay? I can’t let our future sister-in-law treat us."

The elevator arrived, and Jasper Grant very gallantly extended his hand.

"Please."

Evelyn Clayton couldn’t help but chuckle.

Jasper Grant went to get the car and asked her to wait for a while.

"Alright."

Just as Jasper Grant left, her phone rang.

——

"Have you seen this photo?"

Attached to the ssage was a photo of her father lying in the operating room, his face deathly pale.

Strangely, her father’s hands and feet were restrained, forcibly tied to the hospital bed.

Evelyn Clayton’s eyes widened, and her breath suddenly stopped.

She imdiately dialed the number, but the other party hung up at once.

"If you want to know the story behind the photo, co to this place."

"Address: XX District, XX Street, No. XX"

At this mont, Jasper Grant’s car had already pulled up at the entrance. He got out to open the car door for her, "Please."

She clutched her phone tightly, looking anxious, "Sorry, I have sothing to attend to. I can’t have lunch with you today."

"What’s the matter? Is it urgent? Maybe I can give you a ride—"

Before he could finish, Evelyn Clayton had already flagged down a taxi and left.

Watching the taxi drive away, Jasper Grant smiled helplessly.

"Alright. You owe a al."

...

The car gradually stopped, and Evelyn Clayton got out, looking up at the sign above.

The multicolored sign displayed the large words "The Black Moon Club."

A bowtie-wearing attendant approached, "Miss, are you here alone or eting soone?"

"I’m here to find soone."