Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Spoiled Rotten
"You’re still not willing to take responsibility?!"
Seeing Iris Lockwood being stubborn, Matthew Sullivan’s anger flared up suddenly.
These past few days, he’s been accommodating and comforting her with everything, originally just playing along, but didn’t expect to spoil her so much that she doesn’t even know her own limits!
"It’s fine if you can’t help, but you’ve caused me such a big problem this time! Now how am I supposed to deal with it?!"
"Given how things stand, I’m afraid we can’t just brush it off."
"Iris Lockwood, let’s just forget about us!"
After saying a lot of things, Matthew’s anger only slightly subsided—
At this point, he finally got to the main topic.
Before calling Iris over, Matthew had already weighed this many times in his mind.
This incident also serves as an opportunity.
Since Harrison Grant gave him this out, he can logically get rid of this clingy nuisance.
Upon hearing this, Iris felt like she was struck by lightning.
She first froze in place, then remembered what Evelyn Clayton had previously warned her.
For a moment, endless self-mockery and irony surged in her heart—
She always knew Matthew wasn’t the type to love her wholeheartedly; she just didn’t expect this day to come so soon.
Turns out Evelyn was right.
"Matthew Sullivan, you’re really something."
"You want to break up, huh? Fine, but I gave you the best years of my youth; you must compensate me with five million, or I won’t agree!"
Holding back the urge to cry, Iris glared at him with red eyes, determined to maintain her pride.
Five million?
Matthew almost doubted his ears.
This woman really drove a hard bargain right off the bat!
But he’d already seen Iris’s unreasonable side early on, and rather than worrying about this mere five million, it was better to be ruthless and sever ties completely, lest he gets dragged down again.
"Fine, I’ll wire the money to you. If you bother me again, don’t blame me for being rude!"
Reaching the depths of heartbreak, Iris actually laughed.
She cast a mocking look at Matthew, turned around, and slammed the door as she left.
...
In the hallway, Evelyn Clayton encountered Iris with a grim expression.
What happened at the emergency meeting had already spread through the company like gossip on the wind.
No need to think twice about it, something big must have happened between them.
"Congratulations, you predicted it right." On seeing Evelyn, Iris straightened her back, refusing to show any vulnerability in front of her.
"But Evelyn, don’t be too smug. I’m curious, in the end, what outcome you’ll have from entangling with that family."
Recalling everything that’s happened lately, Iris felt incredibly defeated.
Not waiting for Evelyn to speak, Iris fled.
Watching the unsteady steps of that departing figure, Evelyn shrugged.
At the elevator, Evelyn pressed the upstairs button.
After half a minute, the metallic door slowly opened, and a familiar figure stepped out—James Grant.
Exchanging a glance with Evelyn, James raised his eyebrows with a trace of a smirk, signaling her to enter the elevator.
The cramped space held only the two of them.
"What do you think Uncle Grant is trying to do?" Evelyn broke the silence after a moment of thought. "He seems to want to help Matthew while at other times suppressing him, making contradictory decisions. I can’t make sense of it."
James’s eyes darkened, his lips curved into a meaningful smile.
"My dad is calculating. If you could easily figure him out, he wouldn’t be him."
Evelyn pursed her lips and voiced her speculations.
"But one thing is certain, Uncle Grant wants me to marry into the Grant Family, and it’s not just because he feels sorry for me or wants to protect me. If that were true, he’d be happy no matter who I marry. But he seems determined to pair me with Matthew. This time, Uncle Grant drove Iris away, possibly to make room for me."
What Evelyn could perceive, James naturally also weighed in his mind.
But that’s not important.
As long as he’s part of the Grant Family, Evelyn absolutely won’t be taken away by anyone else.
Just then, the phone in James’s jacket pocket suddenly vibrated. It was a call from Quentin Hale—"
"Director Grant, bad news, the chairman was just stimulated and angered, he suddenly fainted! He’s currently in an ambulance being sent to the People’s Hospital! You need to come right away!"