The housekeeper had a few bottles of herbal tea ready at the coffee table when Anya stepped into the


    living room. “Ms. MacMin, Mr. Welton instructed me to brew this. Please take them with you when


    you leave


    “They’re good for you.”


    The housekeeper seemed like a friendly woman but Anya couldn’t help the tension stiffening her


    shoulders. A crease furrowed her brow. She didn’t need herbal tea


    If she wanted any, she could get them herself.


    She wasn’t going to ept anything from Evan.


    “Thank you,” Anya said politely. She couldn’t spill her honest thoughts to the housekeeper. It wasn’t the


    woman’s fact


    “I have to get back to work. Please let me know if you need anything.”


    The young woman nodded.


    The housekeeper headed back to the dining area. She had to get breakfast ready for Evan and Anya.


    Anya sat down carefully on the extremelyfortable couch in the living room and waited for Evan.


    He was still in his bedroom, changing into a new set of clothes.


    Ten minutester, Evan emerged from his bedroom. The young man was dressed infortable,


    casual sportswear.


    It was a really casual look.


    Without his usual starched white shirt and ck pants, Evan didn’t seem as distant and forbidding. In


    his casual sportswear, he appeared almost friendly and approachable.


    Anya couldn’t stop her eyes from lingering on the man.


    It had been some time since he had seen Evan in something so casual.


    She didn’t allow her eyes to linger for too long. After another nce, she withdrew her gaze and waited


    for the man to approach her.


    Evan strode towards the young woman slowly, then sat down and made himselffortable on the


    couch. “What would you like for breakfast? I’ll have the housekeeper prepare it.”


    “I’m fine with anything.” Anya would very much prefer to not have breakfast with Evan in the first ce.


    She struggled to keep herposure and finally managed to say in a voice that did not betray her fear


    and anxiety, “Mr. Welton, this dress will look better on someone else. I’m returning it to you.”


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    Anya ced the dress on the coffee table.


    “It’s a gift. I don’t want it back.” Evan eyed the obstinate woman before him.


    “Don’t I have the right to refuse a gift?” Anya said coolly


    Her reply had Evan bursting intoughter. What an interesting woman. “Let’s have breakfast first”


    “Sure.” Anya wasn’t interested in getting into a prolonged argument with the man over a dress


    She had made herself perfectly clear and she was going to leave the dress behind when she left


    The dress wasn’t the most worrying thing on her mind. What womed Anys were Evarts sharp mind and


    devious traps


    She was worried that she might walk right into one of his traps and end up saying something that she


    shouldn’t


    Just like how she had nearly done when he had brought up Nathaniel


    It was clear that the man still suspected that the twins were his children.


    It was going to be a challenge to convince him otherwise


    Anya tried to refrain from talking too much. Evan didn’t speak at all. Instead, he simply studied the


    young woman quietly Anya felt like a prey. Evan was the predator.


    It was as if he was a ravenous wolf that might lunge at her at any moment and devour her.


    To stave off those thoughts, Anya turned her eyes towards the view outside the window.


    They waited in silence as the housekeeper prepared a sumptuous breakfast for them.


    When breakfast was ready, Evan rose to his feet. “Come on, have breakfast with me.”


    Anya turned away from the window and threw the man a look. Then, she nodded silently.


    She was only having breakfast with the man because she owed him for what he had done for her


    during her dinner with


    Shane.


    This was simply a gesture of thanks.


    She shouldn’t worry that much. All she had to do was have breakfast.


    That was what Anya told herself privately. It helped. She wasn’t as nervous now.


    She took a seat at the table in the dining room calmly.


    The housekeeper began to fill the table with a sumptuous spread.


    Once she was done, she turned towards Evan. “Please enjoy your breakfast, Mr. Welton.”


    Evan nodded and with a wave of his hand, sent her off to tidy his bedroom.


    The housekeeper knew that Evan wanted to be alone with Anya. She dutifully left the two of them alone


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    As soon as the housekeeper was gone, Evan gave Anya a long thoughtful look. The woman was


    drinking her bowl of congee slowly. The words that left his lips next seemed unexpected and out of the


    blue. “Shouldn’t we talk about Nathaniel?”