CHAPTER 500: CHAPTER 500: JUST A CHANCE ENCOUNTER

James Grant was stunned for quite a while.

"What’s wrong?" Evelyn Clayton asked with a slight laugh, as if she had thought of something, "Don’t misunderstand. I just don’t want to be rude in public. You were right about what you said before. Regardless, if I can collaborate with Harrison Grant once, it would benefit Gem greatly."

After speaking, Evelyn Clayton got out of the car, looked at James Grant leisurely, "Shall we go?"

James Grant naturally couldn’t refuse.

He silently followed behind Evelyn Clayton, with a sense of inexplicable feeling that couldn’t be described.

Until they entered Evelyn Clayton’s home.

The lights were on inside, and the sound of running water could be heard from the kitchen—

"Hey, you’re back? Why didn’t you answer your phone? Since tonight we’re going to that old geezer’s birthday party, I thought I’d give the company folks the afternoon off—"

Yara Reagan was speaking as she emerged from the kitchen.

Their eyes met, Evelyn Clayton looked surprised, while Yara Reagan was embarrassed.

James Grant raised an eyebrow but said nothing about the term "old geezer."

"When did you come, without saying a word?" Evelyn Clayton glanced at her phone and saw that Yara Reagan had just sent a message a few minutes ago saying she’d just entered her house.

Yara Reagan glanced at James Grant awkwardly, her smile was lukewarm, "This is really unexpected, we have a guest."

James Grant also paced in the doorway with a certain unspoken pride.

After all, today Evelyn Clayton had invited him over.

"Sit down." Evelyn Clayton turned to look at James Grant, then went into the kitchen and brewed a cup of hot tea, placing it in front of James Grant.

This somewhat insignificant gesture caused Yara Reagan’s eyes to widen.

James Grant felt strangely flattered too.

Evelyn Clayton remained composed and calm. She went into the inner room and brought out the pocket watch she had previously chosen for Harrison Grant.

"Will he like it?" Evelyn Clayton poured herself a glass of warm water, "This is my first time choosing a gift for a senior uncle. I don’t know if it’s appropriate."

James Grant examined it earnestly and said, "It’s appropriate. Whether he’ll like it depends on him."

Yara Reagan was amazed.

She sat next to Evelyn Clayton and nudged her with her elbow.

Evelyn Clayton was unresponsive. She simply continued, "Tonight, I’ll attend with Yara. She doesn’t have an invitation, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"No problem. In principle, you can bring a companion."

At this point, James Grant breathed a sigh of relief.

Evelyn Clayton had no intention of bringing a male companion.

"Then that’s good." Evelyn Clayton sipped some water.

This strangely harmonious atmosphere made Yara Reagan uneasy, and she couldn’t bear it any longer; she pulled Evelyn Clayton into the inner room.

Before leaving, she maintained a final bit of politeness, smiling at James Grant, "We need to discuss something. You can relax."

Pulling Evelyn Clayton into the bedroom, Yara Reagan’s eyes widened.

"What’s going on?" Yara Reagan was utterly puzzled, "What’s happening today? Why did you bring him back?"

"Just a chance encounter," Evelyn Clayton said seriously, "I was out handling things and happened to run into him. He offered to drive me back; shouldn’t I invite him for a cup of tea?"

Yara Reagan didn’t believe her, "Don’t try to fool me! What’s the real story? And why are you bringing up Harrison Grant so politely in front of James Grant, especially considering he’s fallen out with his dad? I really don’t get it!"

"There’s nothing going on." Evelyn Clayton kept silent, not planning to share the incident with Yara Reagan, "I’ve thought it through, James Grant is right; I should collaborate with Harrison Grant."