Flirted Wrong, Married Right-Chapter 74: Are You a Devil?

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Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Are You a Devil?

"Give it to me." James Grantโ€™s tone was as flat as if he was discussing what to eat tonight.

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Olivia Calder couldnโ€™t hold it in.

James Grant really went extreme, wonโ€™t this just enrage Amber Whitman?

Realizing it, Evelyn Clayton almost couldnโ€™t suppress her smile and immediately handed over the exquisitely wrapped gift box with tender affection.

"James, this is the first gift Iโ€™m giving you, be sure to keep it well!"

James Grant took it with both hands, his slightly cold eyes softening a bit, "Thank you, I really like it."

"Brother James, have you gone crazy?!" Amber Whitman was so angry she stomped her feet.

"Still donโ€™t get it? Then I can only say you deserve to be single." Olivia Calder clicked her tongue in wonder, "Young Master Grant really pulled a smooth one! Seems like all those past relationships werenโ€™t in vain."

He used to just be known for charming women, who knew he could also infuriate them.

James Grant didnโ€™t deny it, extending his hand to wrap around Vivian Claytonโ€™s waist, "Letโ€™s go back."

"Mm."

Amber Whitman finally bumped into them, how could she just let James Grant walk away like this?

Her heart hardened, and she blocked their path.

"Brother James, my dad and the others donโ€™t like her, do you want to reconsider? If you insist on marrying her, the Whitman Family might not attend your wedding... that would be quite embarrassing, right?"

Using the Whitman Family as leverage, James Grant wasnโ€™t going to be indifferent.

Even though their ethical relation made it impossible for them to be together, she wouldnโ€™t watch James Grant marry Vivian Clayton!

Mrs. Grant could be anyone, but it absolutely couldnโ€™t be Vivian Clayton!

But unexpectedly, James Grant just curled his lips into a cold smile, "Oh? Then Iโ€™ll have someone send wedding candy to the Whitman Family. Make sure to eat it."

With that, James Grant completely ignored Amber Whitmanโ€™s ugly expression and left with his arm around Vivian Claytonโ€™s shoulder.

Behind them, Amber Whitmanโ€™s jealous face twisted, her nails nearly tore off.

โ€”โ€”

Back at the company, James Grant took her to his office.

"Start designing the logo."

"James Grant, are you a devil? Canโ€™t you let me catch my breath?" Evelyn Clayton frowned.

"Iโ€™m your fiancรฉ, and your boss." James Grant spoke as if it was only natural.

"Tyrant!"

Vivian Clayton cursed under her breath, resignedly picking up her pen to draw.

James Grant sat on the sofa watching her diligently working back, "Donโ€™t take Amber Whitmanโ€™s words to heart. My uncle spoiled her, she blurts out anything without thinking."

"What words?" Vivian Clayton looked up at him in confusion.

She hadnโ€™t even paid attention to Amber Whitmanโ€™s rantings.

"Itโ€™s about the Whitman Familyโ€™s attitude. Marrying you is my decision, and it wonโ€™t change because of anyone elseโ€™s attitude."

"Ah, that." Vivian Clayton waved it off nonchalantly, "Othersโ€™ attitudes arenโ€™t my concern, handle it yourself, just donโ€™t cause a scene at our wedding."

"Okay. Iโ€™ll also make it clear to Amber Whitman to keep her distance."

Vivian Clayton didnโ€™t look back, "Her adoration for you is understandable, why be so cold?"

Her tone was as casual as discussing an insignificant matter.

James Grant frowned slightly.

"Let me remind you, Amber Whitman is technically your love rival, you shouldnโ€™t be so indifferent."

Vivian Clayton put down her pen, looking at him seriously, "Let me remind you, weโ€™re only in a contractual engagement. This engagement doesnโ€™t require me to feel jealous or upset about your admirers."

"..."

James Grant was at a loss for words.

Vivian Clayton thought he was just taking the act too seriously.

"James Grant, you need to hone your acting skills a bit more."

Upon hearing this, James Grantโ€™s face darkened like ink, and he got up to leave for the door.

"Where are you going?" Willow Jacobs asked.