CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 475: ALWAYS LOOKING FOR YOU

Franklin Ford’s words were quite clear.

Evelyn Clayton remained silent for a while, then spoke frankly: "So what you mean is that you have feelings for Yara Reagan, but for now, you won’t take any actions because you don’t want to drag her into troubled waters?"

Franklin Ford smiled: "You could say that."

Evelyn Clayton shook her head with a smile, her profile stunningly beautiful in the moonlight: "Director Ford, since you’ve put it that way, I really don’t know what to say."

After a moment of surprise, Franklin Ford looked at Evelyn Clayton: "What is it?"

"First of all, Yara might not feel like you’re dragging her into troubled waters because even if you two ever get together, it might not last." Evelyn Clayton’s tone became more serious, "Please don’t mind my bluntness, but that’s the reality. People’s emotions and worldly affairs are unpredictable; what you perceive as troubled waters might mean nothing, and the person you expect to wait for you might suddenly turn away one day."

Franklin Ford’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Evelyn Clayton tugged at her lips, "Saying this, I might have to apologize to Yara. She likes you, you guessed right."

When Franklin Ford said those words, Evelyn Clayton had already guessed most of it.

There’s a good chance he has understood Yara Reagan’s feelings.

But he neither responds nor distances himself, nor does he reject.

Evelyn Clayton doesn’t want to assume the worst about her partner, especially one who has helped them numerous times and almost counts as a friend.

But the facts are right in front of her—

"Director Ford, with all due respect, your current approach of being neither close nor distant is actually the greatest harm to Yara."

After extinguishing the cigarette, tossing it into the trash bin, Evelyn Clayton smirked, "Let’s go, Director Ford, time to get to work."

Getting into the car, Evelyn Clayton saw Franklin Ford standing in front of the trash bin for quite a while before he returned to the car.

As the sky lightened, they finally saw that figure again.

Evelyn Clayton didn’t hesitate and got out of the car.

Just as before, she had already discreetly turned on the recording function on her phone, crossed the street, and caught up with the influencer, Lucy Carter.

Lucy seemed very cautious, as soon as Evelyn Clayton approached two steps, she suddenly stopped and turned to look.

"You—" Though her face was masked, the shock was still evident; her big eyes stared, looking quite nervous.

Evelyn Clayton raised a hand slightly and slowly approached: "You’re the influencer Lucy Carter? Originally named Lucy Carter?"

Lucy retreated a step, looked at Evelyn Clayton uneasily, and when she spoke, her voice carried a barely perceptible tremor: "Who, who are you?"

"I’m Evelyn Clayton, the current CEO of Gem." Evelyn Clayton slightly deepened her voice, "Miss Carter, what happened between us, I believe I don’t need to elaborate. You don’t need to be nervous; I’m here just to have a chat with you alone. After all, from your attitude, it seems you’re not very willing to negotiate to resolve this issue."

"What’s there to talk about?" Lucy suddenly raised her voice, seemingly trying to appear bold, "I have nothing to talk about with you money-grubbing merchants!"

With that, Lucy turned to leave.

Evelyn Clayton’s pupils shrank slightly, she quickened her pace and spoke firmly: "Miss Carter, I’m just very curious, why did you choose to expose directly rather than contact us for compensation when you first discovered the issue with the custom show outfits? If the poor quality of the clothes is indeed our problem, Gem would comply with legal regulations to compensate you generously."

Lucy Carter turned a deaf ear, bowing her head and continuing to walk forward.

Evelyn Clayton’s brows furrowed slightly; she moved forward and grabbed Lucy’s arm, face serious.

"Miss Carter, if you refuse to talk today, I will keep coming to find you, bothering you, until you agree to negotiate."