Evan spent some time thinking about L’s pre–wedding vacation spot. Then, he finally pulled his


    thoughts back to work.


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    He spent the next 30 minutes buried in work


    Comwall, hiswyer, called. “Mr. Welton, Deep–Water Harbor’s almost in our pocket. I think we can


    startmencing work on thend. Let me know your avability.”


    “Let’s not rush into things so quickly. Shane won’t give up that easily. Make sure the legal paperwork for


    Deep–Water Harbor is all done up and ready.”


    Comwall understood what Evan was trying to tell him. His reply showed an equal measure of caution.


    “Don’t worry, Mr. Welton. I’ll make sure everything is taken care of.”


    “That’s great. Keep working on it,” Evan said. He trusted hiswyer.


    “Don’t worry. I know what to do,” Cornwall replied.


    Evan hung up. He started twirling the pen he was holding casually. It was obviously an expensive pen –


    finely made which allowed a smooth and easy grip. The young man stroked his chin thoughtfully. The


    image of Nathaniel popped up in his head.


    He remembered how upset the boy had looked. There had been tears welling in the boy’s eyes.


    Eudora had looked equally miserable despite her quiet and reserved demeanor.


    Evan narrowed his eyes. He was convinced that they were his kids but he didn’t have any evidence to


    prove that.


    There was no way Evan was going to steal someone’s children from them based on a conjecture. He


    set his thoughts aside. for the moment. There would be timeter to think of a way to find out if they


    were his children.


    Meanwhile, back at JK Couture.


    Anya had a draft in her hand as she called L. She had done the first draft of her design for L’s


    bridal gown.


    The gown was a long flowing dress that resembled the intery of light and water in a clear stream.


    Simple and long dresses were fashionable now.


    The topmostyer of chiffon shimmered like water in sunlight and was beaded with countless tiny


    pearls.


    Anya wondered if L would like the design.


    The call got through within seconds. Anya greeted the young woman cheerfully. “Hi, Ms. Mars. Are you


    busy at the


    moment?”


    “I have some time to spare,” L replied. She was currently in her dressing room. The makeup artist


    was doing her makeup.


    Chapter too.


    W x D in 1491


    Tvee up with the first draft of my design for your gown. Do you have time to take a look at the draft


    today?” Anys asked cautiously as she clutched her phone nervously.


    After that incident with the mango cake, Anya couldn’t help but feel cautious and nervous every time


    she spoke to L.


    She didn’t want another incident, after all.


    “You’re done with the first draft?” L hadn’t expected Anya toe up with the first draft that quickly.


    Her engagement


    mony was fast approaching though. They had to get the dress done soon. “Why don’t youe over


    now? I don’t have anything lined up for the morning‘


    “I’ll text you the address. You can’t share it with anyone though. It’s sensitive information. Alright?”


    Anya nodded profusely even though L couldn’t possibly see what she was doing. “Don’t worry, Ms.


    Mars. Protecting our client’s privacy is part of our job.”


    “I’m d to hear that I have to go now. Call me when you arrive,” L sold before hanging up. The


    makeup artist continued doing her makeup.


    After some time, Dan called.


    L picked up the call like she usually would. Before she could say a word, Dan started talking. “Ask


    Anya to join you for your vacation at the historic town the next time you see her.”


    The young woman froze momentarily. “Are you asking me to invite Anya to my pre–wedding vacation?”


    Dan nodded. “You know what to tell her, don’t you?”


    L knew what was going on as soon as Dan said that. She fluttered her pretty almond–shaped eyes,


    then smiled brightly. “Are you trying to help Evan out here, my dear cousin?”


    “Who else? That man’s been single since forever,” Dan said with augh. “I have to go. Make sure to


    ask her.”


    “Sure. I know what to do,” L said with a giggle before ending the call. She looked up and stared at


    her reflection in the


    mirror.


    Her glossy pink lips quirked into smile.


    Was Evan serious about Anya? Or was he simply looking for a good time?


    L had a feeling that it was thetter. The woman that Evan was going to marry had to be someone


    from an equally respectable family.


    But Anya wasn’t going toe out on the losing end of the deal even if Evan didn’t end up marrying


    her.


    Evan was well known for his generosity.


    Anya should count herself lucky for catching his eye.