Evan Fairchild stared at his phone, his brows furrowing even deeper. "This little rascal! How did he get such a foul temper? I don't know who he takes after! The older he gets, the more of a headache he is. I'm afraid he'll never find a wife at this rate!"
"Elliot, how did it go? What did Evan say?" Noelle Grant asked, bringing a cup of coffee to Evan Fairchild.
"The Sheffield Family definitely offended him, but I don't know how. From the looks of it, he's absolutely furious."
"For Mason Sheffield to come knocking, they must have really hit a nerve. Otherwise, a man as proud as him would never be willing to swallow his pride like this."
