Shane Sinclair raised an eyebrow slightly. James Grant wasn’t particularly surprised, but he still instinctively glanced inside and met Evelyn Clayton’s gaze. "Director Sinclair." James Grant bypassed him and walked in naturally, heading straight to the surprised Pauline Warren. He nodded slightly, full of politeness, "Hello, Aunt Warren." Pauline Warren’s surprise faded, leaving only a faint displeasure. She put on a cold face, her expression quite similar to Yvette Warren’s, quite intimidating. "Director Grant, I’ve heard of you for a long time, and today is the first time we meet." Pauline Warren’s tone was very cold, "What are you doing here?" James Grant was about to speak when he caught sight of Sharon sleeping on the hospital bed, and couldn’t help but say softly, "Aunt Warren, why don’t we talk outside so as not to wake Sharon." Pauline Warren was stifled, looked back at Sharon, and grew even more dissatisfied with James Grant in her heart. What does this James Grant mean? As if she didn’t care for Sharon!! A few people walked outside the ward, Evelyn Clayton followed them out. She originally intended to smooth things over and let James Grant leave first, but seeing Shane Sinclair’s look, she knew he was "warning" her not to speak. Meanwhile, Pauline Warren asked coldly, "Alright, Mr. Grant, can you answer now? What are you here for?" "I’m here to see the child, of course." James Grant remained calm, "Sharon is my child." Pauline Warren was slightly annoyed, "She’s not your child! She just has the same genes as you! She’s Evelyn’s child, she’s the Sinclair family’s child!" James Grant remained serene, "Whether you acknowledge it or not, Sharon is my child, she has my blood running through her veins." Pauline Warren laughed angrily, "So what do you mean by this? Are you trying to take Sharon away?" James Grant frowned, "Sharon is not an object, who she wants to be with should depend on her own will—" "Director Grant." Shane Sinclair abruptly interrupted James Grant. Evelyn Clayton suddenly looked at Shane Sinclair, feeling uneasy. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel_fіre.net In the next second, Shane Sinclair spoke calmly, "I know what you’re thinking. You want to cultivate a relationship with Sharon so that in the future she’ll go back to the Grant Family with you, change her surname to Grant. Once Sharon is willing to go with you, Evelyn will naturally go back, too. Is that what you’re thinking?" James Grant’s pupils trembled slightly, instinctively retorting, "I’ve never—" "You don’t need to rush to deny it. How about this, I’ll tell you something, and once I’m done, if you still stubbornly believe that Sharon is ’your child,’ then I truly have nothing left to say." With that, Shane Sinclair looked at his mother and "sister," giving an appeasing smile, "Can I talk to Director Grant alone?" Pauline Warren hesitated but nodded. When it was Evelyn Clayton’s turn, she hesitated. She didn’t want James Grant to know too much, but she didn’t know how to stop Shane Sinclair. As if he spotted her hesitation, Shane Sinclair chuckled lightly, "Don’t worry, I won’t say anything I shouldn’t, nor reveal your privacy." Evelyn Clayton wasn’t concerned about that. She wanted to speak, but suddenly saw the look James Grant gave her. After a long while, Evelyn Clayton, feeling indescribable, nodded. Shane Sinclair and James Grant went to the hallway. Once inside, Shane Sinclair first pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Pure black Black Shou, a German batch. He handed one to James Grant and lit it for him. Smoke curled around them, the two men distinctly separate, each standing on one side of the stairs. Shane Sinclair looked at James Grant through the smoke, his gaze indifferent. "Do you know how Evelyn’s child was saved back then?" James Grant’s gaze flickered slightly. Shane Sinclair continued on his own, "My mother found a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, claimed to be an acupuncture expert, but never dared to perform acupuncture on Evelyn. Because Evelyn wasn’t very conscious at the time, she kept mumbling for her mom, saying, ’Mom, it hurts.’ At this point, Shane Sinclair’s voice grew a bit heavy. "My mom didn’t have the heart for her to suffer more, originally saying to just let go of the child, and told the acupuncturist to leave." "But at the last moment, Evelyn came to." "She said she wanted to keep the child, no matter what, she wanted to keep it."