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Flirted Wrong, Married Right

Chapter 104: Isn’t That Easy to Handle?

Author: Gasp a mouthful of milk tea
updatedAt: 2025-09-22

CHAPTER 104: CHAPTER 104: ISN’T THAT EASY TO HANDLE?

After the press conference, Sheldon Zane followed in Iris Lockwood’s footsteps off the stage. Seeing her standing with Matthew Sullivan, completely absorbed in him, he suppressed his heartache and spoke to Matthew Sullivan.

"You have to take good care of Iris. If you’re not good to her, I’ll spare no expense to take her back!"

Although Matthew Sullivan didn’t love Iris Lockwood, she still had value to him.

He didn’t want Sheldon Zane to take away this tool, so he had to feign deep affection to keep Iris Lockwood.

"I won’t give you that chance!"

Swayed by sweet talk, Iris Lockwood was incredibly touched and threw herself into Matthew Sullivan’s arms, "Marcus, I knew you liked me..."

"I will always trust you and cherish you." Matthew Sullivan quickly placed a kiss on her forehead.

The happiness on Iris Lockwood’s face stung Sheldon Zane’s eyes.

Heartbroken, he left, not wanting to see the woman he loved in someone else’s arms.

Matthew Sullivan then searched all around for Evelyn Clayton but couldn’t find her, and his heart sank.

If it weren’t for Iris Lockwood threatening him with thirty million, he wouldn’t have gone on stage to perform this act of deep affection with her. Evelyn Clayton might think he really loved Iris Lockwood.

Little did he know, Evelyn Clayton didn’t care at all.

After settling matters with Iris Lockwood, Evelyn Clayton gave her a break, allowing her a few days to rest at home.

After all, having Iris Lockwood at work only added trouble for herself.

Now that James Grant was absent, Jasper Grant was temporarily in charge of the Starlight Project.

Once the logo was finalized, they needed to start contacting suppliers and sponsors.

These tasks didn’t fall under Evelyn Clayton’s purview as the Artistic Director, but for some reason, Harrison Grant specifically tasked her with full responsibility for the entire project, which even meant overseeing the finances.

After the meeting, Jasper Grant not only brought her the financial records but also stayed to review them with her, claiming he could answer any questions in real-time.

"You don’t need to stay with me. I also manage the studio’s accounts myself. I can understand these." Evelyn Clayton lowered her gaze, quickly flipping through the entire document with her slender fingers.

"Nothing else is important, just make sure to check the quotation and tax forms. Have a clear idea, so when negotiating prices with suppliers, you know the bottom line."

Jasper Grant kindly guided her, his gaze resting on her snow-white neck.

But a focused Evelyn Clayton didn’t notice his gaze because she saw a wildly high number on the quotation form.

"Why is there such a big difference between the cost and the quotation for this item? The quotation is almost three times the cost."

Jasper Grant leaned over to check, catching a faint cold fragrance.

He quickly stood up, nonchalantly smiling, "Oh, the Yates Family is acquainted with my brother. So however they quote, we purchase. It’s nothing to worry about."

"This single item alone costs at least an extra million. Wouldn’t it be better to save this money for the designers?" Evelyn Clayton’s face tightened, her red lips slightly pursed, "Do you have the phone number of the Yates Family’s representative? I’ll contact them."

"Is it really necessary?" Jasper Grant hesitated, "Even if we spend a bit more, it’s no big deal. The Yates heiress is quite familiar with my brother. He knows about this."

"No, I can’t just watch money go down the drain." Evelyn Clayton raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at him, "Why do you keep mentioning James Grant? I don’t believe he’d protect the Yates Family."

Jasper Grant hurriedly defended himself.

"I just want to remind you to discuss any decisions with my brother beforehand. After all, he is the CEO and knows the Yates heiress."

"Isn’t it simple?"

Evelyn Clayton directly called James Grant, putting him on speaker.

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