Once he let go of her, Sheffield complained, “Evelyn, I Leave you alone for a few minutes and this happens."

“Why are you here?" Evelyn asked back. Her heart was still beating fast. She wondered why he was blaming her. Didn't he come to the concert with Dollie too?

"This is that old guy's show. I wouldn't miss it for anything." Leaning against the wall casually, he looked at her with a smile.

“What's up with you and Jimmy, anyway?"

Sheffield clicked his tongue.

"I met him while I was in Mipburg. He kept bugging me all the time, wanting me to be his student. But I kept blowing him off. Later, he got angry and blacklisted me."

Dollie and Calvert had followed them out, and overheard everything.

Calvert gritted his teeth in anger. So his rival for Evelyn's affections was a pretty accomplished guy. He felt threatened. But what on earth was so great about this man that even Maestro Jimmy wanted him as a student?

Evelyn was surprised too. He was really a wonder. How capable he was.

She scolded in a low voice, “So, do you feel embarrassed? Aren't you ashamed of your behavior?"

Sheffield caught a glimpse of Calvert and smiled wickedly, “Calvert seems to be holding it together. How could I do any Less?"

Calvert glanced at him coldly. It seemed that he wasn't happy about being mentioned by Sheffield.

Evelyn felt stumped. She didn't know how to deal with this guy. He was a loose cannon. Finally, she threw out a few cold words.

"I'm Leaving now." Then she turned to Leave.

As soon as she began to walk away, both Calvert and Sheffield followed her, as did Dollie, though Sheffield was the only reason she tagged along. The three of them all followed Evelyn out.

Suddenly, a young man ran up to Sheffield and said, “A moment of your time, Sheffield."

When Sheffield turned around and saw the man, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He slowed his pace and asked, “What do you want?"

“My boss wants to talk to you."

Evelyn heard the conversation and turned her head to look at Sheffield, who wore an emotionless face.

"I have nothing to say to him," he said coldly.

“Please be reasonable, Mr. Sheffield. My boss knows you need the funding, so he wants to talk to you about it," the man blurted out. He didn't care whether anyone else could hear him.

With a grim smile, Sheffield stopped walking and turned to the man.

"Go back and tell your boss I'm rich now. Tell him I'm not interested in what he has to say. I don't need him!"

“Mr. Sheffield, don't be so impulsive. My boss had someone crunch the numbers. We know how much you'll need to finish your project. It's several billion dollars..."

"So what?"