"Do you think your son can be measured with money?" Evelyn raised her voice, "By doing this, you're not only insulting me, but also insulting your son and yourself!"
Her amber eyes glittered, lips slightly parted: "You have money, but so what? If you still think I'm here for the money, why don't I sign a contract refusing any inheritance? Will that make you believe I'm not after the money?"
Upon hearing this, a profound look flashed in James Lockwood's eyes.
He wasn't trying to chase Evelyn away but to test what kind of person she really was.
If she approached Caden Lockwood for money, it would be easier to handle.
If she's after so-called love, how utterly ridiculous!
Love?
It only clouds judgment, leads to wrong choices, and traps people!
"I thought the chairman wouldn't do something so lacking in emotional intelligence." Caden Lockwood's voice came closer, filled with intense coldness.
