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On the phone, Amelia White asked Everett Luminar if he was busy and requested him to come home as she had something to discuss. Everett agreed and left the Jones Corporation building to find Eira Whitlock waiting downstairs. "Why did Mr. Jones specifically want me to sign the contract?" Eira asked Everett, harboring suspicions about the matter. Everett decided to be frank: "I dealt with his son, so he had no choice but to ask me for help!" Eira frowned. "Tell me the truth!" That was the truth, but she didn't believe it. Everett, feeling helpless, changed his story: "I treated Christopher Jones for an illness years ago; he owed me a favor." "That makes sense!" Eira suddenly understood. Everett was speechless at her reaction. Eira didn't dwell on the topic any further but sighed. "