CHAPTER 69: CHAPTER 69: JUST IN TIME TO SOLVE AN URGENT NEED

Money?!

Evelyn Clayton’s eyes lit up, "How much?"

The budget was never disclosed, and no one told her how much revenue she could get from the collaboration.

James Grant handed her a check.

"Take it."

Exactly fifty million.

Evelyn Clayton was stunned, "That much?"

"The Star Project is an important step for the company to enter the youth market, so a larger budget is normal. This is yours; take it first. If the response is good and there are more sponsors, we can give you more shares later."

Gripping the check, Evelyn Clayton was happy but not so excited as to lose her head.

"Does this comply with the rules? Don’t make yourself a target for criticism for my sake."

"I want people to know you’re special to me, so I don’t have to promote how good our relationship is."

This was the James Grant Evelyn Clayton knew.

Shrewd and calculating.

"Alright. Then I’ll respectfully accept."

Happily, Evelyn Clayton accepted the check and immediately hailed a cab to find Yara Reagan.

Yara Reagan was drinking at a bar near her home.

When Evelyn Clayton arrived, the singer was singing, "Who am I in your eyes, who do you want me to replace..."

Singing heartbreakingly, singing with twists and turns, singing so much that Evelyn Clayton frowned.

Yara Reagan was absorbed in the song, and as soon as she saw her, she waved.

"Here, here!"

Yara Reagan had already ordered drinks for her, complaining she was late.

Sipping her drink, Evelyn Clayton said casually, "Met James Grant on the road, chatted with him."

"About what?" Yara Reagan’s eyes widened with gossip, watching her animatedly.

Evelyn Clayton recounted the story of Philip Lockwood and others borrowing money, and James Grant giving her money.

"Unexpectedly, so much happened in just one evening."

Yara Reagan tilted her head back and drank a glass of wine, then squinted at her, "You need money, and James Grant gave it to you?"

"It’s the project’s money; he just gave it to me in advance."

That made sense, so Yara Reagan didn’t pursue the matter further.

"Whatever. How’s Matthew Sullivan? Is he still bothering you?"

"He’s too busy with his own issues now. Iris Lockwood is pestering him."

Mentioning these two, Evelyn Clayton was rather pleased.

She managed to solve two problems at once.

The singer was singing passionately on stage, but Evelyn Clayton couldn’t appreciate it.

"Why sing such a good song this way?"

Yara Reagan rolled her eyes at her, "What do you know, it’s all sung to touch the heart, to make people cry, got it?"

"Don’t understand."

"You don’t have love; of course you don’t understand."

"Like you have."

"I don’t, but I’ve seen others’ love. You don’t even care about others’ love."

"Why should I care about others’ love?" Evelyn Clayton raised an eyebrow, "When you have love, I’ll definitely care."

Yara Reagan looked seriously at Evelyn Clayton, "When you fall in love, I’ll definitely laugh at you fiercely."

"Go ahead."

——

The next day, hearing Evelyn Clayton wanted her to sign an IOU, Iris Lockwood hurried to the studio early in the morning.

"You’re really something, getting the money ready so fast." Iris Lockwood looked her up and down maliciously, "Seems like you have quite a bit of savings."

"It’s none of your business. This is the first and the last time."

Evelyn Clayton accepted the watch Iris Lockwood brought, and placed a card and a blank sheet of paper in front of her.

"Write the IOU clearly, and I’ll give you the card. I’ve already found a template for you, just follow it."

"Alright, alright." Without a second thought, Iris Lockwood picked up a pen and started writing.

After Iris Lockwood signed, Evelyn Clayton also signed her name, "Alright, the IOU is now effective. The card’s password is the last six digits of my phone number."

"I’ll go withdraw the money now. Thank you, Evelyn. If this investment makes money, I’ll make sure my parents give you more money."

"No need." Evelyn Clayton frowned, "Just make sure you don’t cause any more trouble."

"We never caused any trouble anyway. Alright, alright, I’m off now."

——

As soon as Iris Lockwood left, Evelyn Clayton received a call from James Grant.

"Come to the office now, I have something to tell you."