Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Is This Big Gossip or Not
Yara Reagan leaned in from behind.
"Who sent it?"
"Your employee," the hotel waiter said courteously, "Would you like me to put it inside for you?"
Yara saw the exquisite dishes and felt no suspicion.
"Just right, Evelyn, eat something and then get a good sleep, I won’t be staying with you, I’ll come to pick you up later!"
Evelyn Clayton responded, watching Yara Reagan leave.
She waited at the door as the hotel waiter brought in the dishes.
Feeling bored, suddenly a familiar figure flashed by in her peripheral vision.
Evelyn Clayton turned her head to look, but the other side of the corridor was empty.
Was she seeing things?
She rubbed her eyes and yawned.
It seems these past few days have indeed been too exhausting...
"The dishes are ready, enjoy your meal."
The hotel waiter left, thoughtfully shutting the door for Evelyn Clayton.
Evelyn Clayton wasn’t really hungry, so she went to the bathroom to freshen up.
When she saw herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but be a bit displeased.
The woman in the mirror had faint shadows under her eyes, her pale face growing even paler due to sleepless nights, looking messy and dispirited.
Evelyn Clayton gave a helpless bitter smile, bending down to wash her face.
After a simple freshen-up, sleepiness engulfed her, and Evelyn Clayton lay down for a nap.
But just as she was drifting off into a dream, the hotel room door suddenly sounded.
Evelyn Clayton opened her eyes, utterly frustrated.
She looked at the door, almost shouting in anger.
"Who is it?"
The knocking abruptly stopped, and after a moment, came a cautious little tap.
Evelyn Clayton sensed the carefulness outside the door, holding in her fire and stepped forward to open the door.
A beautiful face came into view, carrying slight shock and grievance.
"Iris Lockwood." Evelyn Clayton gritted her teeth, "What are you here for?"
Iris Lockwood snapped back to reality and muttered begrudgingly.
"Aren’t you walking the runway tomorrow? I came early to prepare! I heard from the staff that you’re staying in this room, so I thought I’d come by to see you."
Having no choice, Evelyn Clayton exhaled and stepped aside.
"Come in."
Iris Lockwood pouted as she entered, cautiously glancing at Evelyn Clayton’s expression, "Are you unwell? Didn’t rest well?"
"Been burning the midnight oil at the factory for days, what do you think?" Evelyn Clayton replied irritably, then took a closer look at Iris Lockwood.
She looked more lively than before, though much thinner.
Her skin was rosy and beautiful, her appearance had reached a new level.
Evelyn Clayton was quite satisfied, showing a bit of a smile, "Great, it looks like you’ve prepared for tomorrow’s show, prettier and thinner."
"Of course, with such a dedicated model like me, you’re lucky."
Iris Lockwood walked inside, casually lying down on the bed.
"Presidential suite is always so comfortable!"
Evelyn Clayton walked forward, bluntly said, "Get up, I want to sleep."
Iris Lockwood hurriedly pulled her, "Come on, sleep beside me."
Evelyn Clayton didn’t move.
Although her relationship with Iris Lockwood has changed qualitatively now, past issues still linger.
To ask her to be as close with Iris Lockwood as if they were sisters felt awkward to Evelyn Clayton.
"Did you come specifically to sleep with me?" Evelyn Clayton raised an eyebrow, cold and indifferent, "Speak up, what are you here for?"
Iris Lockwood propped her chin and turned to look at her, a bit mysterious.
"Guess what, I found out some major gossip recently!"
Evelyn Clayton clicked her tongue, "You’ve been losing weight and getting medical aesthetics done, yet still have time for gossip?"
"Hey, do you want to hear it?" Iris Lockwood widened her pretty eyes.
Evelyn Clayton gave in, "Tell me."
"You know, Lynn Yates has been so arrogant lately, leveraging James Grant’s status to get loads of deals for The Grant Group! How about that, is this major gossip or what!"