Chapter 362 What Do You Think I Should Know?
Evelyn hesitated. She didn't want too much involvement with Greg.
"Don't worry, I'm just genuinely inviting you to dinner, no other intentions," he said sincerely, not as oily as before.
After thinking for a moment, Evelyn asked him, "I can go, but I want to learn some things from you. If you can tell me, then I'll go."
"Sure, as long as it's not too private, I can tell you," Greg smirked. Evelyn rolled her eyes and pretended not to see.
She got into Greg's car and they drove towards the restaurant.
Evelyn didn't waste any time and started asking, "Can you tell me about the current situation of the families in Colombia? What kind of families are there? What is their sphere of influence?"
Greg, who was driving, didn't expect Evelyn to ask this and was momentarily caught off guard.
After a while, he regained his composure and looked at Evelyn in confusion, "Why do you suddenly want to know this? Do you know something?"
Evelyn's eyes flickered, and she counter-questioned, "What do you think I should know?"
In a stalemate, the car quickly arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, and Greg still didn't answer Evelyn's question until they entered the private room.
After the waiter poured water for the two and left, Greg finally spoke slowly, "I also don't know what you should know."
"You don't know anything, so why did you come to pursue me all of a sudden?" Evelyn found it strange.
Greg glanced at her and helplessly mentioned Mr. Hamilton, "The old man asked me to pursue you, and I couldn't refuse."
Mr. Hamilton?
Evelyn pondered. The more she thought about it, the stranger it became.
It was not only Mr. Hamilton who was strange, but also Dermot's grandfather. Now that she thought about it, their motives were all very peculiar.
"Never mind, let's not talk about this. You wanted to know about the current situation of those major families in Colombia, right? I'll tell you," Greg broke the silence and spoke up. Although he didn't understand why Evelyn wanted to know this, there was nothing wrong with chatting with her now that he had nothing else to do.
Evelyn listened silently. She didn't know much about those families in Colombia, but her grandfather had entrusted her before he died to always pay attention to them.
He didn't have a chance to explain the situation or the reason.
Until now, Evelyn has been quite confused. She always feels that her grandfather is hiding many secrets and didn't have a chance to tell her before he left.
After Greg finished speaking, the dishes were just served. "So, the Hamilton family is only considered a second-rate family in Colombia, right? There are first-rate families and the top ten families in Colombia, correct?"
"Mhmm." Greg didn't deny it, but quickly added, as if afraid that Evelyn would think he was weak, "Even though the Hamilton family is only second-rate in Colombia, it is still unattainable for Moris City."
He could have almost said that they were a hundred times stronger than Dermot.
Among the families that Greg mentioned, there was no family with the surname Morgans. Her grandfather's surname was Morgans, and Evelyn had suspected a connection between him and those families. But now it seems that it's not the case.
She felt a headache and couldn't help but hold her forehead.
"If you really want to know, why not ask my grandfather? Perhaps he will tell you," Greg kindly suggested, seeing her distressed.
Evelyn glanced at him and chuckled softly, "I guess the condition your grandfather told me is for me to marry you."
Greg chuckled awkwardly, not denying it. With his grandfather's attitude, it was quite possible for him to do something like that.
"Forget it, I'll know when the time comes. There's no need to dwell on it now," Evelyn said, as if comforting herself.
If Greg didn't keep appearing in front of her, she wouldn't always be trying to figure out the reasons behind it.
"When do you plan to go back?" She looked at the man opposite her, hoping he would leave soon so that she wouldn't feel annoyed.
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