CHAPTER 1035 I WILL HELP YOU

CHAPTER 1035 I WILL HELP YOUColton remained silent, his face devoid of any visible reaction.
novelbinSiobhan continued, "I didn't have any intention to show favoritism. It's just that Evelyn has been my
child for over twenty years. I can't simply watch her go to prison if she's truly responsible for this."
His demeanor shifted subtly as he looked at her and said, "Madam Gould, I don't have much to say
about your decision, but aren't you concerned that allowing this indulgence will further entangle Evelyn
in trouble?"
A tinge of sadness crossed Siobhan's face. She was well aware of the situation. Nevertheless, she
would vigilantly watch over Evelyn going forward, ensuring she steered clear of the wrong path.
"Evelyn's current state reflects my failure as her mentor. I will take the necessary steps to rectify her
behavior. However, if she continues to insist on such unacceptable actions, I will no longer tolerate it."
Colton remained composed without uttering another word.
Siobhan moved past that subject and continued, "The primary reason I wanted to meet with you today
is that I'm concerned about Nicole. This situation must deeply sadden her. She doesn't have many
individuals she can rely on now, so I hope you will take good care of her."
Colton raised his eyelids and, observing the serious expression on Siobhan's face, nodded in
affirmation.
"All right, you may return now." Siobhan didn't say much else. Despite Colton's somewhat aloof
demeanor, once he held someone in high regard, he would never disappoint them.
As he made his way back, the room stood empty, save for Nicole, who sat with her head lowered and
lost in contemplation. She paid no attention to the vibrations of her phone beside her.She suddenly came to her senses as she looked up at Colton, blinked her eyes, and uttered, "I guess I
was lost in thought for a moment."
Colton's face lit up with a smile as he observed her somewhat absent-minded look. He chuckled gently
and asked, "What's on your mind? Lost in thought?"
Nicole cast her eyes downward, her thoughts consumed by Evelyn's earlier words. She uttered
disappointedly, "Just now, Evelyn told me that she was the one who orchestrated it all."
Colton took notice of her expression, comprehending the reason behind her previous despondency. He
extended his hand and tenderly brushed her cheek. Then, he whispered, "If you desire revenge, you
can confide in me. Even if it means opposing the Wrenns and the Goulds, I'm prepared to do whatever
is necessary."
She shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't shake the feeling that Evelyn has an
ulterior motive. The way she spoke to me was deliberate as if she had a hidden purpose. I don't
understand what she hopes to achieve by provoking me."
At Nicole's words, Colton's expression abruptly hardened. He reached out and firmly held her hand as
he said in a low voice, "Don't fret. I will undoubtedly assist you."
Nicole hesitated to speak, yet she remained silent and ultimately decided not to utter a single word.
The grand banquet hosted by Rita began, and the entire Gould Residence was filled with a lively
atmosphere. Despite her advanced age, she was a legendary figure in the business world during her
youth. Most attendees who came to celebrate and pay their respects were from the older generation.
Rita wore a beaming smile as she soaked in the congratulatory remarks from everyone. She
acknowledged each greeting amidst the chorus of well-wishes.Colton escorted Nicole to the front and guided her to a corner. He then instructed her to sit while he
fetched some food for her. Nicole didn't question it and nodded in agreement. As she grew bored, she
entertained herself by playing with her phone.
Despite her previous role as the Chief Designer at F&M Apparel, most of her social interactions took
place overseas, leaving her with few acquaintances in the country.
However, Colton stood out from the rest. As the president of Gardner Corporation, one of the nation's
leading financial conglomerates, people couldn't help but shower him with adoration and constantly
seek his approval, akin to cats pouncing on a mouse.
He exuded an unwelcoming aura, which effectively kept many people at bay