CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 97: THEN STOP MESSING WITH ME

"Aren’t you the same? Pretending to be sick to skip work, and then turning around to soak in hot springs with a man. Who are you trying to fool with the pure act?" Iris Lockwood’s face was twisted with anger and she stopped pretending, speaking with irritation.

Evelyn Clayton deliberately looped her arm around James Grant’s.

"But he’s about to be my fiancé. Going to the hot springs with my fiancé is more appropriate than coming with a male friend, isn’t it?"

Iris Lockwood was so jealous she was practically fuming.

Why does Evelyn Clayton have Matthew Sullivan first, and then James Grant?

James Grant is more handsome and wealthier than Matthew Sullivan, and he also has the inheritance of the Grant and White families!

She sneered, "Evelyn Clayton, you really have some nerve, huh! You even say things like ’new fiancé,’ aren’t you afraid people will know you’re a woman who loves new things and discards the old?"

Evelyn Clayton smoothed her hair near her ears, "It’s not so much that I have nerve, it’s just that my new boyfriend is too outstanding for anyone else to compare..."

Sheldon Zane’s face turned red beside her.

Compared to James Grant, his appearance and wealth were far inferior, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.

"I told you I have nothing to do with him, we’re just ordinary friends! Are you trying to disgust me because you saw Matthew Sullivan was taken by me? Do you think I fancy him?!" Iris Lockwood shot a disdainful glance at Sheldon Zane.

"Sheldon has decent qualities, at least more than enough for you. Why don’t you consider it?" Evelyn Clayton finished laughing and sweetly said to James Grant, "I just remembered something. Can you come with me to change into a different outfit? I like the ze-brand robe you bought me this afternoon."

With an audience watching, James Grant indulged her without reservation, affectionately rubbing her cheek.

"Sure, as long as you like it, I’ll buy you a few more."

"Then we should buy matching ones; you have to wear them with me..."

They left, snuggled together, leaving Iris Lockwood seething with anger.

James Grant’s tall and upright figure exuded an irresistible charm with every gesture.

Looking at Sheldon Zane again, she completely lost.

"Iris, where are you going? Aren’t we going to the hot springs?"

"Hot springs? After this embarrassment, thanks to you!"

Sheldon Zane, having just experienced Evelyn Clayton’s gentle temperament, couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable seeing Iris Lockwood throw a tantrum like this.

"Iris, are you saying I’m embarrassing you now? Then why didn’t you reject me when I was pursuing you? Why didn’t you reject the stuff I bought you? I don’t want to be your ’friend’ anymore, and I don’t want to be your secret affair. Either you make it public with me or we stop seeing each other."

Upon hearing this, Iris Lockwood immediately pulled a face, "So now you want to sever ties with me, huh? You don’t want to take responsibility for me, and your declarations of love were all lies. You just wanted to sleep with me right from the start!"

After saying this, Iris Lockwood started crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain.

This pulled on Sheldon Zane’s heartstrings.

"I was wrong, Iris, I shouldn’t have lost my temper. I apologize, I won’t bring it up ever again..."

Evelyn Clayton, hiding around the corner, watched the entire scene unfold, unable to suppress her amazement.

"Had enough of watching? Shall we still go to the hot springs?" James Grant bent down and whispered in her ear.

"Not for now."

Evelyn Clayton withdrew her gaze, only to realize James Grant was completely enveloping her, giving her the illusion of snuggling in his arms.

"Aren’t you a bit too close?" Evelyn Clayton poked at his chest uneasily, "Step back a little."

Instead, James Grant moved a step closer, forcing her to retreat until her back was against the wall.

"You—"

"Didn’t you say you were afraid of being discovered? That’s why we’re hiding like this?"