Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Mind Your Own Business
Franklin Ford was still hesitant, but seeing Yara Reagan with flushed cheeks, barely able to stand, he had no choice but to compromise.
The three of them had just walked out of the restaurant when they ran into two figures.
Evelyn Clayton and Franklin Ford hadn’t reacted yet when Yara Reagan drunkenly called out, "James Grant?!"
Directly ahead, James Grant was being supported by Lynn Yates, walking toward the side parking lot.
Hearing the commotion, James Grant slowly turned his head.
Evelyn Clayton was caught off guard and locked eyes with James Grant.
Lynn Yates also looked over at this moment, a hint of surprise and awkwardness flashing across her delicate face.
Something was clearly off with James Grant; the corners of his long eyes were slightly red, and his dark eyes seemed to glimmer inexplicably. Seeing Evelyn Clayton, the emotions in his eyes were chaotic and complex, seeming both dazed and in pain.
Evelyn Clayton quickly calmed down and realized that James Grant was drunk.
"What are you two doing?" Yara Reagan, also drunk, blurted out without thinking, "Are you two together... uh!!"
Franklin Ford was quick to react, covering Yara Reagan’s mouth to prevent her from saying anything more to embarrass Evelyn Clayton.
But Yara Reagan’s words were already obvious, and the embarrassment on Lynn Yates’ face deepened, with a flash of displeasure that Evelyn Clayton caught.
She slightly turned her head, giving Franklin Ford a grateful glance, then quietly said, "Director Ford, please take her home."
Franklin Ford pressed his lips together and, somewhat stubbornly, said, "I will take good care of her, but I will also wait for you... I’ll take Yara to the car first."
Evelyn Clayton didn’t want to argue with Franklin Ford at this moment and had to agree for now.
Franklin Ford escorted Yara Reagan away, and only then did Lynn Yates regain some of her usual calmness and casually smiled at Evelyn Clayton, "Evelyn, what a coincidence. Are you here to discuss a partnership with Director Ford today?"
"Sort of," Evelyn Clayton also smiled, calm and gentle, "I came to see Director Ford’s older sister, Violet Ford."
Lynn Yates didn’t show it on her face, but her heart was startled.
How could she not have heard of the reputation of the Ford Family’s eldest sister?
Evelyn Clayton admitted it was about a partnership, but didn’t say directly that it was with Franklin Ford, could it be with Violet Ford?
Lynn Yates looked at Evelyn Clayton again, seeing that besides the initial shock, she was now calm and composed, and admired her even more.
Setting other things aside, she had long recognized that Evelyn Clayton was destined for greatness.
Perhaps in the future, she could also cooperate with Evelyn Clayton, yielding mutual benefits.
Thinking of this, Lynn Yates smiled subtly, steering the conversation toward James Grant: "Today, James Grant and I discussed investments, he drank a little too much."
Two sentences, carrying a bit of explanation.
But Evelyn Clayton didn’t mind much anymore.
She had long told herself that some things had to be accepted, some people were gradually drifting away from her.
"Yara drank too much and spoke without thinking, please don’t mind," Evelyn Clayton smiled faintly, then ended the conversation, "I’ll take my leave, you two take care."
Officially courteous, politely distant.
Evelyn Clayton pretended not to notice James Grant’s gaze lingering on her, decisively turned and left.
She wanted to say a word of blessing, but feeling her awkward position, saying it would instead seem odd.
Better to keep things separate, as just now.
As for why the feeling of pain spread densely across her heart, Evelyn Clayton didn’t want to delve into it.
She didn’t know how long she’d been walking, but she had reached the place where Franklin Ford parked.
Evelyn Clayton stopped, and as the cold wind blew, an indescribable chill spread from outside to inside, almost to the bone.