Evelyn Sherman's remark nearly choked Lucas Scott to death.
He took several deep breaths before he managed to suppress the anger in his chest.
"It seems you have no interest in knowing where the person Grace Yakov is looking for is located?" Lucas Scott raised an eyebrow, and his facial expression took on a sinister shade.
Hearing him finally get to the point, a flicker passed through Evelyn's crystal-clear eyes, and she spoke in a low voice, "If you wish to tell me, you need not beat around the bush. If you just want me to come over to talk terms, I'm afraid I have no terms to offer you."
Grace Yakov held control of 10% of the Yale Consortium's shares—Evelyn didn't believe Lucas Scott was unaware of that information.
Lucas Scott always regarded Chester Yale as a competitor. At this time, if he's not sitting back to watch the rivals fight, then his eagerness to help felt utterly suspicious.
She had come only to see what game he was playing.
