He'd actually bought it for her.
A brilliant smile instantly lit up Evelyn Grant's face, her words sweeter than candy. "You're so nice, Dylan. You're truly the best brother in the world."
When she liked him, she'd praise him to the heavens. When she was annoyed with him, she couldn't even stand the sight of him.
Dylan Grant huffed, then brought up another matter.
"Liam Aldrin told me about you running into Mason Morgan at his birthday party," he said, his tone turning probing. "And guess what? Turns out he's offended quite a few people. Not sure who he pissed off, but the Morgan Group's funding has been cut off. Now he's running around trying to borrow money. If he can't, the bank is going to auction off his mortgaged assets."
He smiled nonchalantly. "Guess I don't have to get involved after all."
Evelyn Grant knew who was behind it.
If Dylan Grant hadn't brought it up, she would have almost forgotten.
