CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 98: JENNINGS FAMILY PATRIARCH FIGHTS FOR SUMMERS’S CUSTODY

Montville, Jennings Family.

"Sir, look at this." The assistant entered the living room and quickly presented the paternity test.

Mr. Jennings had a somber expression, staring at the test results in silence for a long time. "A woman like Yvette Aston doesn’t deserve to bear a child of the Jennings Family."

"Sir, then what do you think...how should we handle this?" The assistant nervously asked.

Mr. Jennings frowned and was silent for a long time. "The child is innocent after all. Since it’s the bloodline of the Jennings Family, there’s no way we can let such a woman raise it."

Yvette Aston’s reputation was so poor that Mr. Jennings couldn’t trust his grandson with her.

"What kind of decent child could such a woman raise? She really uses any means for power and status, even abandoning her dignity." Mr. Jennings angrily slapped the table. "Bring Henry Jennings here to see me!"

That’s quite the ability, ever since Yvette Aston was released from prison, even the obedient Henry Jennings dares to talk back!

This woman is truly capable.

"What if President Jennings refuses to come back..." The assistant was slightly worried.

"If he doesn’t come back, then bring the child back. Our Jennings bloodline cannot be wasted being raised by such a woman." Mr. Jennings spoke in a deep voice.

"A woman like Yvette Aston, who deceived The Aston Family for twenty years for wealth and power, naturally won’t let go easily. To give us the child, she will likely make excessive demands. Claudia Bell is still at the police station, and Yvette Aston refuses to drop the charges; the case is about to be transferred to the prosecutor’s office. This matter...The Bell Family likely won’t let it rest either."

The assistant expressed some concern.

Mr. Jennings snorted coldly. "It’s just a matter of money, go and ask her how much she wants."

Out of consideration for Yvette Aston giving birth to a child for the Jennings Family, Mr. Jennings wouldn’t be too stingy with her, but she mustn’t be too greedy. "Tell the Bell Family that I’ll take care of Claudia’s matter. The grievances Claudia suffered will be compensated by the Jennings Family. Let them have the Oceanic United project, lowering five percentage points from the profit. As for Yvette Aston, for now, tell them not to make any moves."

In Mr. Jennings’ view, Yvette Aston’s smartest move was to give birth to Henry’s child at all costs.

Blood ties are hard to sever; Mr. Jennings understood this well.

In recognition of Yvette Aston being the mother of his grandson, he wouldn’t harm her and would even ensure she leads a life without hardship, but Yvette must know when to be satisfied.

"Alright." The assistant took a deep breath, it was clear that Mr. Jennings was changing his mind for the sake of his grandson, no longer pressuring Yvette Aston to settle privately with the Bell Family.

It was evident that Mr. Jennings still had expectations for this child.

...

Grant Group.

"Miss Larson, I heard there’s an opening for a personal assistant to Mr. Grant? Can you coordinate privately? My qualifications aren’t bad."

The Human Resources manager leaned back in her chair and smiled. "This matter, I really can’t help you with. Special Assistant Carter has already pre-arranged it, saying someone would report here at nine this morning. I’m waiting for them."

"Pre-arranged? Who’s Christopher Carter to them? Does Mr. Grant know about this? Isn’t Mr. Grant most averse to people pre-arranging or using connections under him?" Several female employees sat nearby, curious and gossipy.

"Does such a small matter need to trouble Mr. Grant?" The HR manager chuckled. "I guess it’s someone like Christopher Carter’s girlfriend, otherwise why would he suddenly be so proactive and personally contact me to pre-arrange."

"I thought Christopher Carter was the same as Mr. Grant, both having a cleanliness obsession." One female employee complained. "What kind of woman has such good luck to be Mr. Grant’s personal assistant? That’s akin to having an inside track."

"Do you really think it’s such a good position? Why do you think the personal assistant position around Mr. Grant has always been vacant? Don’t you know? Mr. Grant is a neat freak, especially picky about women. Ordinary people can’t get close to Mr. Grant at all, being his personal assistant isn’t that easy."

"Exactly, I bet they won’t last more than a few days before resigning; it’s not like they haven’t hired people before."

While the women were gossiping, the HR manager glanced at the time, it was 8:40.

Such prestige, and yet she had to wait here?

"Such airs, making Miss Larson wait for her." Someone was already stirring up trouble.

Just after the words fell, Yvette Aston rushed in from outside, looking a bit disheveled.

She had looked up the route from Ethan Grant’s place to here in advance, but she wasn’t familiar with the subway, and ended up missing her stop.

Luckily, she wasn’t late.

Glancing at the time, 8:41, Yvette breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, I’m here to report." Yvette handed the introductory letter Christopher Carter gave her to the front desk.

In the lounge area, several women stared at Yvette, making judgments. "She looks quite innocent, why does she seem familiar?"

"Yes, I also think this woman looks familiar."

The HR manager looked closely at Yvette for a long time, her face darkening in surprise as she stood up.

Wasn’t this the fake heiress involved in the sensational true and false heiress case back then, Yvette Aston?

Lilith Larson recognized Yvette because she was on good terms with Melody Crowe.

Over the years, Melody had been secretly trying to win over these old employees, especially in the HR department, wanting to quietly replace important positions with her own people.

"Your name is Yvette Aston?" Lilith stood up and approached Yvette.

"Hello Manager, I’m Yvette Aston, here for my first day today." Yvette quickly bowed and handed over her introduction letter.

"Come with me." Lilith sized up Yvette, turned with full authority, and led her to the office.

"Do you know what a personal assistant is supposed to do?" Lilith asked.

"Assistant Carter briefly introduced it to me, mainly handling Mr. Grant’s daily arrangements, travel, meetings, and social engagements," Yvette nodded.

Lilith couldn’t find fault for now, so she printed out the workflow and handed it to Yvette. "As a personal assistant, you must remember all of Mr. Grant’s preferences and prohibitions. Keep them in mind."

Yvette nodded, carefully looking at the information, memorizing it line by line.

While Yvette was looking over the workflow, Lilith secretly sent Melody Crowe a WeChat message. "The new executive assistant who joined today is that Yvette Aston, the woman who tricked Jayden back then."

Melody quickly replied. "Ethan Grant actually let that woman into the company!"

Clearly, Melody was enraged.

"Yes, she’s here, right with me." Lilith gave Yvette a meaningful glance.

"Such a woman can’t stay in the company. Ethan Grant is obviously using Yvette to provoke Jayden. Before Jayden returns, she must be removed," Melody angrily replied. "I don’t care what method you use, just get rid of her for me."

Lilith thought deeply for a moment, then spoke. "Yvette, I forgot to write something down, Mr. Grant loves peanuts, you should prepare some peanut candies. If Mr. Grant is too busy to eat, you can give them to him."

Yvette looked up at Lilith and nodded.

Ethan Grant is allergic to peanuts; he told her that himself this morning.

It seems...the Grant Group isn’t that simple either.

This HR manager isn’t on the same team as Ethan Grant.

She and Ethan Grant are now in the same boat. If she wants Ethan Grant to protect her wholeheartedly, she must have her own value.

For instance, helping him eliminate internal threats.

"Manager, I’m sorry, I’m a bit nervous on my first day. Could you repeat that?" Yvette discreetly activated her phone’s recording function, earnestly looking at the HR manager.

"When Mr. Grant is busy, remember to prepare some peanut candy, and every morning the first thing upon arriving is to make Mr. Grant a cup of coffee. No milk, no sugar. Mr. Grant hates the smell on assistants, so make sure to dress properly and wear light perfume."