NovelStartChapter 185 Evelyn had thought about doing her postgraduate studies under Graham for a long time.
She had given up on herself too early back then, becoming a sacrificial figure for the Harrisons, for Blake, and later for Lucas. She had never really lived for herself.
But how could she not have dreams and aspirations of her own? Now, with a sudden clarity, she realized that twas more valuable than anything. No matter if she could pass the exams or pursue further studies, she just wanted to try again.
Sebastian paused, glancing at Evelyn.
It took Graham a moment to process what Evelyn had said before he clapped his hand on the table, exclaiming, "Good! Why not? It's never too late to start over- no matter when!" He gave a big smile. Then, after a moment of reflection, his expression shifted to a mock frown. "But don't go around talking like it's easy to just waltz into my graduate program, okay?" "Exactly. Why not choose another professor? This old man hasn't taken on students in three years. Who knows if his standards are even up to par?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
"You little brat! Don't talk nonsense!" Graham swatted at him playfully.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEvelyn watched the exchange, a soft smile forming on her lips. It felt good to have this moment of peace.
Once the Flying Seal Group project was on track, she would begin preparing for the exams.
Whether her illness could be treated or not, as long as her health allowed, she would not leave any regrets behind.
On Thursday morning, after finishing a project planning meeting with Sebastian, Charles, and the team, Evelyn received a call from Michael.
"Ms. Reed, do you have tthis afternoon? Mr. Grant has arranged for the property transfer paperwork, and he needs you to csign the documents." Evelyn checked the time, noting it was already past 11:00 am. Even if she wanted to send a lawyer to handle it, it was too late. So, she agreed. "Sure. Where should I go?" Michael maintained his neutral tone. "Please cto the CEO's office at Bluezen around noon." "Alright," Evelyn agreed.
The divorce process was tedious, but it was absolutely necessary. When Lucas mentioned the property transfer after the divorce previously, she thought it would take a while. To her surprise, she was being notified so soon. Evelyn skipped lunch and took the subway straight to Bluezen Tower.
It seemed the CEO's office had made arrangements as the moment she arrived, she was immediately directed to the top floor.
There, she encountered Michael, who gestured for her to follow him. "Mr. Grant is still in a meeting, Ms. Reed. Would you mind waiting for a bit?" Evelyn furrowed her brows slightly. It was supposed to be a noon appointment, and she had arrived right on time, yet Lucas was still in a meeting.
"Whether I mind or not, he can't exactly stop the meeting, can he?" Evelyn said plainly, not bothering with polite niceties.
Michael paused, surprised by her sharpness. It was the first the had seen Evelyn like this. The patience and attentiveness she had once shown Lucas had all but vanished. She had only just divorced, and her attitude was already so blunt.
Michael nodded silently, not showing any sign of his thoughts. "Please wait here." Evelyn was led to Lucas' office.
Ironically, even though she had worked at Bluezen for three years, she had never been allowed inside Lucas' office. But now, after the divorce, she was free to enter.
She walked in and sat down on the black leather couch in the lounge area.
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As she settled, her gaze immediately caught sight of a beige suit jacket that looked like it belonged to a woman. It hung on a coat rack in the open doorway to the rest area. In an office decorated with cool tones and heavy with the atmosphere of work, that suit jacket stood out. It was glaringly out of place.
She could easily imagine the owner of the suit jacket being allowed to freely enter the office, even having permission to use the private lounge area. Evelyn only glanced at it briefly before dismissing it, turning her gaze elsewhere.
"Ms. Reed, would you like scoffee?" the secretary offered, bringing her a cup.
Evelyn nodded in thanks but didn't touch the coffee. She waited for nearly half an hour before hearing footsteps approaching.
The door opened, and Lucas walked in, still speaking on his phone. His Sleep, calm yoice canahis darried from the phone: "Yes, I'll go over after I finish this." He was on a video call.
Tiffany's soft, melodic laugh filtered through as if they had been chatting happily for a while. "Okay, I'll wait for you."
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