After she was done with breakfast, Anya left the apartment while the kids were still asleep.


    She didn’t want them crying for their mother as she left for work.


    When she got downstairs, the young woman received a call from Evan. That was when she


    remembered what Evan had saidst night. He had told her that he was going to pick her up for work


    this morning!


    “Are you up?” The man’s husky voice sounded from the other end of the line.


    Anya’s mind wentpletely nk when she heard Evan’s voice. Had he been seriousst night when


    he had said that he was going to drive her to work?


    She didn’t need a ride though.


    “Mr. Welton, I’m on my way to work right now. I don’t need a lift. Thanks for the offer.” She hung up


    before Evan could say


    anything


    She had been too careful and afraid in the past. She had been worried that she would lose her job.


    That was why she had been swallowing her pride and letting Evan have his way


    She wasn’t going to do that anymore.


    There were plenty of fashion design agencies out there.


    If they fired her, she could always look for another job.


    If they didn’t, she nned to keep working at JK Couture for another six months. She would get some


    experience and then


    quit.


    If things didn’t work out or got bad, she would simply quit before the six months were up.


    Mentally prepared to quit anytime she had to, Anya was no longer interested in giving in to Evan and


    ying the man’s


    games.


    Meanwhile, Evan couldn’t help but feel a kick after Anya had hung up on him so boldly and fearlessly.


    Honestly, he had never had a woman turn his advances down.


    Evan narrowed his dark eyes slightly before tapping on the screen of his phone lightly and sending a


    text to Anya. “Ms MacMin, I want you in my office as soon as you arrive at Welton Group Tower. I’ll


    make a trip down to JK Couture and escort you to my office if I don’t see you there”


    He didn’t wait for Anya’s reply after he had sent the text


    Instead, he raised his hand and gestured at his driver. The driver was to drive him to the office right


    now.


    The driver nodded and started the car. With a turn of his steering wheel, they were speeding down the


    street and headed


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    for Welton Group Tower.


    It didn’t take long for Anya to reach Welton Group Tower.


    Her mind went nk when she saw the text that Evan had sent her.


    Should she make a trip to his office?


    Anya stood at the lobby as she wondered about what to do. It was then that Sydney arrived for work as


    well. The sight of Anya standing next to the elevator sent spikes of jealousy stabbing at her. She


    marched up to Anya and said in a frosty voice, “I heard what happened with Ms. Mars. You’re really


    something, aren’t you?”


    Anya had managed to change L’s mind.


    Who knew what devious trick she had resorted to?


    “That’s hardly any of your business.” Anya wasn’t interested in talking to Sydney at all.


    She still had a grudge to settle with Sydney and her mother.


    “My advice to you remains the same. I suggest that you quit your job as soon as you can.” Sydney


    didn’t want Anya hanging around Evan while thetter could see her. “You don’t want people in the


    company to find out what you did a year ago.”


    Sydney shouldn’t have mentioned the incident that had happened a year ago. The mere mention of it


    sent anger rushing through Anya. “Let them find out. It won’t take them long to find out who’s actually


    behind that incident. You know who the true mastermind behind the setup was. It was you and Melissa,


    not me!”


    Anya clenched her jaw in fury as she smashed her finger into the button. The doors to the elevator slid


    open. The young woman stormed inside.


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    Sydney stood rooted to the spot. She wasn’t interested in getting stuck in the same elevator as Anya.


    Besides, what Anya. had said had infuriated her.


    Her stepsister had tried to threaten her.


    Whatever. She didn’t care. Sydney was going to make sure that Anya disappeared from this world just


    like how Anya’s


    mother had.


    Anya stewed in fury as she rode the elevator to the top floor where Evan’s office was situated. She


    reeled back in shock the moment she stepped out of the elevator. Why had she pressed the button to


    the top floor?


    She should’ve been on her way to JK Couture instead.


    Her thoughts were in an absolute mess. It didn’t matter though. Evan had texted her. She would have


    to turn up at his office sooner orter.


    Her heart sank. The young woman made her way towards Evan’s office.


    She knocked and then stepped into Evan’s office. The young man was dressed in a pair of dark pants


    and a white shirt. He stood at one corner of the room, holding a sheet of paper that was at least three


    feet long. It appeared to be a blueprint.


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    Anya eyed the six feet that separated them cautiously. “Mr. Welton, do you need me for anything?”


    Evan looked up from the blueprint and threw her a casual nce. His voice sounded sleepy, as if he


    was still in the midst of waking up. “Are you hiding from me?”


    Anya pursed her lips and stared the young man straight in the eye. She didn’t say a word.


    Why was he ying dumb? He knew that she was.


    “Come over here and tell me what you think about this design,” Evan said as he cast his eyes back


    towards the blueprint.


    Anya eyed the man warily. After some time, she concluded that he probably wasn’t going to try any


    moves on her. She hesitated for a moment before making her way towards Evan slowly. The young


    man had ced the blueprint on his desk. She took a look.


    Her eyes widened instantly. She was staring at the design for a set of kids‘ furniture.


    It appeared to be instructions for the assembly of the furniture


    While Anya stood there, frozen in shock, the man standing next to her suddenly leaned in. His arms


    slid between her arms and waist and his palms nted themselves on the desk firmly. She was


    trapped. His lips were a ghost of a kiss on her ear, his heated breath a mix of his natural scent and the


    sharp spiciness of cigarette smoke. “Ms. MacMin, you’re a designer by training. I’d appreciate your


    comments on the design of this set of kids‘ furniture. How does it look? Do you think the kids will like


    it?”


    Would the kids like it?


    Anya’s mind wentpletely nk. All she heard was white noise buzzing between her ears. What


    was Evan doing? Was this intentional?


    The man had no kids.


    Was he trying to get her to slip up and reveal what she had been hiding from him all along?


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