CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: WHAT MAKES HER MRS. GU?

"Director Grant, should we reschedule the meeting?"

In the CEO’s office, Amy softly reminded the silent boss.

"No need. The meeting continues."

James Grant suppressed the unusual look in his eyes and spoke steadily.

After the meeting, Amy was called to the office by James Grant.

"Director Grant, it’s been found out that a fan of Cindy Owens caused trouble for Miss Clayton today, splashing her with ink. Miss Clayton has already called the police, and the person has been arrested."

While reporting, Amy couldn’t help but admire Evelyn Clayton’s swift action.

Previously, those women would vie for James Grant’s attention, coming to him in tears to try and win his favor.

Only Evelyn Clayton handles matters directly, truly distinctive.

James Grant pondered for a moment: "It seems it’s time to rein those women in. From now on, anyone who opposes the future Mrs. Grant is opposing the Grant Family. You know what to do."

"Understood."

After Amy left, the cold intention in James Grant’s eyes gradually surfaced.

Cindy Owens was waiting to see Evelyn Clayton make a fool of herself, when her agent suddenly called her.

"Cindy, did you offend Mrs. Grant?"

"Which Mrs. Grant... oh, you mean Evelyn Clayton." Cindy Owens replied irritably: "What kind of Mrs. Grant is she? She hasn’t officially married yet."

The agent, in a panic: "Are you out of your mind? Even if she doesn’t marry James Grant, she’ll marry Matthew Sullivan. Either way, she’s with the Grant Family. How many lives do you have to dare provoke the Grant Family?"

"Oh, come on, just relax." Cindy Owens recalled the night at the celebrity venue, where James Grant was intimately playing games and drinking with her, feeling quite confident: "What kind of man is James Grant? He only likes women fighting over him, he wouldn’t stick up for a woman."

The agent tried to say more, but Cindy Owens impatiently interrupted.

"Alright, alright, I have things to do, we’ll discuss other matters later."

Thinking the matter had concluded, Cindy Owens received bad news the next day.

The movie contract she thought was hers was now given to another actress.

The new actress’s popularity and qualifications were inferior to hers; it was absolutely impossible that someone hadn’t meddled behind the scenes!

The agent frantically looked for Cindy Owens.

"I’ve heard it’s James Grant’s decision. Go plead with James Grant quickly, you must regain this role. You’re only one good movie away from reaching the top tier. Regardless, you have to make James Grant change his mind, understand?"

No need for the agent’s advice, Cindy Owens knew she had to plead with James Grant.

But when she called James Grant in the morning, only a cold secretary told her that James Grant was very busy today and couldn’t see her.

To prevent her acting career from ending here, Cindy Owens decided to swallow her pride and find Evelyn Clayton.

At this time, Evelyn Clayton was busy drawing in the studio.

For some reason, Matthew Sullivan hadn’t bothered her these past couple of days, allowing her to work peacefully.

Engrossed in drawing, Yara Reagan suddenly approached and mysteriously asked: "Did you meet with James Grant last night?"

Evelyn Clayton’s good mood abruptly ended: "My collaboration with him ends here."

"Really cut ties? Then why did he do this?" Yara Reagan pushed the computer toward her: "Look, international director Ethan Sullivan suddenly announced today that the female lead is Vivienne Sullivan. It was rumored the lead would be Cindy Owens; isn’t it James Grant standing up for you, dealing with that woman?"