CHAPTER 588: CHAPTER 588: ARRANGEMENTS CAN BE MADE

"So, you came to see me to persuade me to stay with the Sinclair Family?"

Evelyn Clayton looked at the man, slightly frowning, "I’m afraid I cannot comply."

Ian Sinclair calmly looked Evelyn in the eye, "May I know the reason?"

"There is no reason." Evelyn felt very tired, "Being grateful doesn’t mean I have to offer myself as a commemorative replacement."

Ian lowered his eyes slightly, "I think you’ve misunderstood, Miss Clayton. That was not my intention. Although it may seem the same to you, my parents are very aware that you are you, and An is An. They simply feel a connection with you."

"If that’s really how you feel, then can you let me leave now?" Evelyn’s tone was heavy but still relatively calm, "Once I’m back in Riversend, I’ll send you the medical expenses as soon as possible. Or, let me contact my friends, and I’ll have them send you the money."

Ian met Evelyn’s determined eyes, his tone gradually becoming more somber, "Miss Clayton, I still hope you’ll consider it. If you agree to stay with the Sinclair Family as I said, I can sign an agreement with you, offering you ten percent of The Apex Group’s shares, three hundred million US dollars, and half of the real estate originally belonging to An. As long as you nod, these will immediately be yours."

Evelyn’s eyes showed a slight tremor.

Not because of Ian’s offer.

But because—

"The Apex Group, do you mean the Apex Group in Aethelburg?" Evelyn hesitated as she looked at Ian.

Ian nodded, unperturbed, "Yes, Miss Clayton, are you interested?"

Evelyn looked at Ian, her gaze subtly changing.

She naturally wasn’t interested.

But in the past, she was very interested in The Apex Group.

The Apex Group’s main businesses are jewelry and fashion, with all its brands being high luxury. In front of Apex, even the Yates Family could only look up in envy.

She had never known that the family behind The Apex Group had the last name Sinclair.

No, it could be said that the family behind The Apex Group had always been very low-key.

In her impression, the Sinclair Family of Aethelburg was indeed a very vague existence.

Evelyn had no intention of inheriting money as the stand-in for the Sinclair’s deceased daughter.

But if Gem could cooperate with Apex in the future...

Evelyn contemplated silently, exhaled a breath, and looked at Ian.

"Mr. Sinclair, I don’t want any of these. I can also visit Mrs. Wang more in the future, but as I said, I have something very important to do right now. So, even if you all won’t let me leave for the time being, at least allow me to contact my friends and let them know I’m safe."

Ian’s eyes held a certain scrutiny, just like his father’s.

Evelyn met his gaze calmly, with equanimity.

Seeing Evelyn’s fearless demeanor, without any hint of pretension, Ian couldn’t help but feel somewhat surprised.

He had originally thought that the conditions he offered would be irresistible to anyone.

Unexpectedly...

"Of course, you can contact your friends; we won’t restrict your personal freedom. But before my mother’s mood stabilizes, I hope you can keep it from her."

As Ian said this, he suddenly glanced towards the door and said indifferently, "Bring it in."

An assistant came in from outside, handing over a paper bag.

Ian took it and handed it to Evelyn.

"Inside is a new phone with your original SIM card inserted— I apologize for having looked into you a bit before. At the very least, I needed to be sure that your background is clean and your origins clear."

"You can contact your friends. If you want to see someone, you can also let me know in advance, and I can arrange it for you. But the premise is not to let my mother know."