Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Nothing More to Say
He felt it necessary to go back and report to James Grant, and see what she had turned his sister-in-law into.
Yes, from James’ reaction, Keith Donovan was firmly convinced that Evelyn Clayton was the one most likely to join the Grant Estate.
Evelyn Clayton tried walking a few steps, nodded.
"Okay, let’s go."
He really hadn’t taken Evelyn Clayton to heart. This villa didn’t seem like a place often stayed in, and security wasn’t tight—Keith Donovan didn’t encounter anyone when coming in.
It was as if Evelyn Clayton wasn’t on his mind at all.
Keith Donovan didn’t know what she was planning, but it was best to leave as soon as possible while she could.
Evelyn Clayton wasn’t pretentious, she twisted her ankle a few times and then followed Keith Donovan out of the basement.
The path was smooth.
After getting in the car, Keith Donovan hesitated before starting it: "James was very worried when he found out you were taken. I can arrange a secret meeting for the two of you, without anyone discovering it."
"Do you want to go?"
Evelyn Clayton didn’t even need to think and directly refused.
"No." After saying this, she paused, and Keith Donovan thought she was about to change her mind, he hadn’t even had time to get happy.
Then he heard Evelyn Clayton’s softened voice: "If Mr. Donovan doesn’t mind, can you take me to the city?"
She could grab a taxi home from there.
Keith Donovan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Seeing Evelyn Clayton with no hesitation, he uttered: "Are you mad at James?"
Evelyn Clayton looked at him oddly.
Keith Donovan automatically ignored her look and answered his own question.
"Also, you were in danger because of him, and he didn’t personally come to rescue you. It makes sense for you to be angry... but, ahem, I’m not really taking my brother’s side here, I just want to explain that James really wanted to come, he just..."
"You don’t have to explain so much to me, Mr. Donovan." Evelyn Clayton interrupted him: "Whether he comes or not doesn’t matter, I won’t be angry because of that."
Then it’s because of something else that you’re angry.
Keith Donovan pondered for a moment.
"Did James do something wrong?" he asked cautiously.
After asking, his face darkened, what kind of tone was that.
All because of James Grant, he had to bear this awkwardness!
Evelyn Clayton didn’t want to discuss her sentimental troubles with others.
Constantly analyzing one’s feelings achieves nothing, only making oneself blame others and bringing no joy.
But when she spoke, there was a hint of resentment: "How could he do anything wrong? Director Grant is wise and mighty, everything he says and every decision he makes is correct."
The words were too charged for Keith to respond.
He could only change the destination, taking her to the city and ensuring she got a cab before returning to the club.
Hearing the commotion, James Grant looked over, and noticing the one he wanted to see was absent, a tinge of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
He quickly composed himself and asked hoarsely: "How is she?"
"Um..." Keith glanced at Tristan Hawthorne, who ignored him, so he had no choice but to repeat every word Evelyn Clayton had said to the two of them.
After Keith finished speaking, not only James Grant but even Tristan Hawthorne fell silent.
The room remained quiet for a long time.
"Come on, James, aren’t you going to say something?" With things like this, what’s the point of staying silent.
Keith was anxious on his behalf.
Finally, finding someone they mutually liked.
Yet both of them were as if their mouths were glued shut, unable to string together a kind sentence.
How absurd.
Keith wondered if this was the dynamic his friend actually enjoyed.
"There’s nothing to say."
James Grant tugged the corners of his mouth, an indescribable feeling in his heart.