Lane James was stimulated several dials, his face has been gloomy to raise the volume.
“Matthew Grant, have said so far, should give us The James family an explanation, or I can, reconsider the marriage of our two families!”
Although the words are very serious, but Matthew Grant but little reaction, still face is not.
The Grant family’s in-laws are not a family, but a family that can’t afford to lose face.
Perhaps, in his heart, he is still playing some new calculations.
Blanca Roach frowned slightly, a trace of light flashed under her eyes, and spoke faintly.
“Uncle Lane, say what you have to talk about evidence, right? You say our photos are P, and why should we believe what your daughter and Adelina say.”
“What do you mean by that?” Shelly’s eyes widened in anger, “Do you still suspect that we are lying!”
“Why shouldn’t we suspect it?”
Blanca Roach tugged at the corner of her mouth and raised her eyes to indicate the photo on the table.
“We at least photos as evidence, you just said a few words, and then you want to use it as evidence, how can we believe it? At the very least, Adelina should come up with some evidence that you’re looking for some to buy the company.”
Matthew Grant gave an imperceptible smile and squeezed her fingers underneath.
His little woman always had some ideas at some juncture, and always got to the key point.
Now, it’s all about waiting, waiting for Curtis Irwin to send him more compelling evidence.
“I naturally have the evidence, just did not bring it over.” The expression on Adelina’s face showed a crack, her hand was clasping the edge of the sofa, “You don’t also have no evidence!”
“Not a moment ago, but now I do.”
Matthew Grant hooked a sneer and displayed the photo in his hand on and threw it on in the table.
“Please also ask Uncle Lane to take a look at who is the one who is seeking justice.”
Hearing these words, Shelly’s heart went half cold, and she hurriedly leaned over to look at the photo, which clearly showed the agreement she had spread on the table when she met with Oakes.
Her face turned instantly pale and she rushed to the other side, her tone panicked.
“Cousin cousin, help me, I don’t want to go and apologize in public, so how can I be in this circle in the future.”
Said, and went to hold the arm of Lane James, softened his voice begging.
“Dad, please help me, this photo is The Grant family found someone to make it like this, certainly not me.”
Lane James closed his eyes, silently pushed her hand away, and said angrily.
“Just let go of me, isn’t it humiliating enough? What is this if not a surveillance screenshot? How dare you get your cousin to help you lie! You’re really capable!”
Shelly pouted and turned to glance at the person next to her.
She saw that Adelina, who usually spoke well, had become a mute at this juncture, not saying a word for her.
She narrowed her eyes and raised her volume.
“Dad, it’s not my cousin I’m looking for, she’s the one who came out …”
“Uncle!” Adelina sensed what she was about to say and quickly exited to interrupt: “Uncle, Shelly was also confused for a moment, but it’s just a girl’s conflict, there’s really no need to get angry.”
Lane James reacted, pulled out a flattering smile, rubbed his hands and said.
“Yes, yes, it is a girl’s conflict, it is my daughter’s fault in the first place and not admitted, do not worry, I will definitely educate her, when the time comes, let her apologize in person.”