Desires Die Hard

Evan Goes To The Restaurant Too

Evan's face grew a little solemn. He walked up slowly to Anya, pulled up the chair in front of her, and seated himself elegantly. Noticing someone was coming, Anya raised her head.

She was so surprised to see Evan that she almost spat out the soup in her mouth.

She hadn't expected him to go there at all.

She swallowed her soup and looked at Evan nervously. "Honey, what are you doing here?"

"I tried to ask you to have lunch with me, but you told me that you had to work overtime. And there you are!" Evan, though not that angry, felt jealous of something.

He thought Anya would not go to a fancy restaurant like this for a meal by herself.

It was even more unlikely for her to refuse his invitation.

"I ... I did have to work overtime. I had an appointment with a client, but he just left for something urgent." Anya didn't dare to tell him that she was lunching with some strange guy.

She was worried he might be angry and jealous.

"Really?" Evan looked at her suspiciously.

With the spoon in her mouth, Anya put on a big smile. "Yes. I'd never lie to you."

"I swear..." She raised her hand trying to swear to Evan.

Seeing her getting serious, Evan was a little relieved.

He smiled, "You don't need to swear. Now that your client was gone, will you lunch with me?"

Anya nodded. "What would you like to eat? We just ordered these."

Evan lowered his head and glanced at the steak left by Dennis.

There was some caviar on the steak.

Normally people in this country would not eat steak in this way.

Was her client a foreigner?

Evan pondered. Looking at Anya trying to ingratiate herself with him, he thought there must be something wrong.

However, he didn't say anything. He pushed the plate away, picked up the menu, and ordered something for himself.

Then he finished the lunch with Anya quietly.

When Evan went to pay the bill at the cashier desk, Anya waited aside.

Evan asked the cashier, "Do you remember that person my wife was just having lunch with?"NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

The cashier knew that Evan was the CEO of Welton Group.

She didn't dare to trifle with him. She glanced at Anya and said, "Yes. Mrs. Welton was having lunch with a handsome young guy just now."

"A handsome young guy?" Evan frowned. He started to feel jealous.

The cashier continued to fill in the details. "I think he comes from abroad because he spoke with some foreign accent."

"Alright. I got it." Evan didn't want to know more details.

As he had sensed, there was something wrong with Anya.

JK Couture hadn't received any foreign orders for a while. Who was this guy?

...

Kyan left the hotel.

He grabbed a taxi to go to the villa of the MacMillan family with his assistant.

He wanted to check if Anya was still there or not.

What was more, he wanted to know how Anya was going.

They arrived at the villa. The MacMillan family had come down for quite a long time.

Both Cornelius and Sydney were in jail.

Only Mdm MacMillan and Melissa were there.

They were soaked in tears every day and cast around desperately for ways to get Sydney out.

Melissa got furious when hearing Kyan went there for Anya. She yelled at him, "Who do you think you are? What do you want from Anya? Don't you see how vicious she is? Our family has come down to this all because of her!"

"Just go to find her somewhere else. She is not here anymore."

Melissa finished her scolding with arms akimbo. Kyan's assistant tried to berate her, but Kyan stopped him with a wave of his hand.