Chapter 245: Chapter 245: The Marriage Is Forced, Isn’t It?
This action seemed to trigger something in Evelyn Clayton. She lifted her hand, shook off the man’s hand, picked up her bag, and got off the car in one swift motion, without even a goodbye.
James Grant clenched the tissue in his hand, watching until Evelyn Clayton’s silhouette disappeared from sight.
He lowered his head and smiled with an unclear meaning, then turned the car around and headed towards the company.
Harrison Grant didn’t expect James Grant to circle back.
The surprise on his face flashed briefly, and he reacted quickly, lowering his voice to ask, "You brat, where did you take Evelyn?!"
James Grant narrowed his eyes slightly, answering indirectly, "Why did you stop me from firing Evelyn Clayton just now?"
He wore a dangerous smile on his lips, causing Harrison Grant’s heart to skip a beat, but his expression remained so composed that it was flawless.
"Evelyn’s capabilities are obvious to everyone in the company. Since she joined, she has generated enormous profits for The Grant Group. Now that you speak of removing her, what will the board and employees think? If the employees lose heart because of this, how can you, as the president, continue to sleep peacefully?"
At a glance, Harrison Grant seemed to be genuinely thinking on his behalf, and for The Grant Group.
Unfortunately, James Grant was no fool like Matthew Sullivan.
Knowing full well that not a single truthful word came out of Harrison Grant’s mouth, he still asked, "There are plenty more capable than her. If I replace her with someone who can create more value for the company, wouldn’t that be better?"
Harrison Grant shook his head, looking quite helpless.
He sighed, "James, you don’t understand..."
"Oh?" James Grant crossed his arms, listening intently.
But Harrison Grant didn’t continue, shaking his head in disappointment as he turned and walked away.
James Grant almost laughed out loud; he thought Harrison Grant would give a lengthy lecture.
But it ended abruptly, pretending to be profound.
Beside him, Quentin Hale, who had been pretending to be a wooden post for a long time, was adept at reading the situation and took the opportunity to quickly step forward with documents.
James Grant signed the contract with a heavy heart, and just as he was about to leave, they met.
An already unpleasant expression darkened further, and before the assistant could explain, the woman across had already spotted the two, lifted her foot, and walked over.
Her red lips were striking, her presence commanding, and with a slightly alluring glance to the side, those who were secretly peeking shrank back immediately.
The assistant instinctively stepped back, leaving a small, quiet space for the two.
"What are you doing at The Grant Group?"
James Grant looked at her coldly, leaning in with a smile, a strong perfume scent coming at him, somewhat pungent. James Grant held his breath and stepped back, just dodging her outstretched hand.
"Despising me so much, then why did you save me back then?"
Frustration spread in her heart, Summer Monroe gave a sneering laugh, "Then who do you like, James Grant?"
James Grant remained silent, exuding a cold aura indiscriminately.
"What does that have to do with you?"
"Come now, don’t be so distant, Little Grant. I’m technically your elder. Can’t I inquire about your love life, show some concern for the younger generation?" she squeezed her palm, her smile faint.
Her words were full of holes.
Even if The Grant Family and The Ford Family had ties, those were the interactions of the previous generation, and they had nothing to do with this widow who married into The Ford Family.
Not to mention, in recent years, the relationship between the two families had grown increasingly faint.
As if she didn’t understand James Grant’s intent to refuse, Summer Monroe still asked.
"I heard that Director Grant and Lynn Yates are engaged, but how come I remember you have a close relationship with Evelyn Clayton, could it be..."
"The marriage was forced, right?"
Testing while observing James Grant’s expression: "Or are you already estranged from Miss Clayton and now want to marry a family girl for a business alliance?"