Ellie sneaked into the bedroom hastily and called Anya. The young woman was in the middle of her


    meal. Anya picked her call immediately. “Anya, are you done with dinner?”


    She was in the middle of her dinner with Jamie. Of course, she was not. She had not realized that Evan


    had left the restaurant. The young woman soundedpletely at ease when she replied. “Nope. I


    might take another half an hour.”


    Half an hour? That long?


    Ellie was at a momentary loss. Anya had gone for dinner with thewyer because she needed to get


    started on herwsuit on her mother’s inheritance. Ellie should not be interrupting her dinner at all. But


    Evan was in their apartment right now. She was worried that she would not be able to handle the man


    alone.


    Ellie started pacing while clutching the phone to her ear tightly. She was struggling to put her words


    together.


    Anya frowned slightly when she noticed the long bout of silence on the other end of the line. “What’s


    wrong, Ellie? Why are you so quiet?”


    “Anya……..” After a moment of hesitation, Ellie finally decided to tell Anya the truth. She was sick with


    worry. Evan might be here to take Eudora and Nathaniel away. She steeled herself before finally


    blurting out. “Anya, Evan’s in our apartment.”


    Her words sent Anya reeling back in rm. Her fingers trembled. She whipped her head around


    immediately. Her eyes searched frantically for a familiar face. Evan was not seated at the table next to


    theirs.


    Panic surged through the young woman like a tsunami. She seemed to have forgotten all about Jamie


    who was seated right across the table. Her mind was somewhere else. Anya bit her lips anxiously. “Is


    he really in our apartment?”


    “Yes. What should I do?” Ellie had no idea what the man wanted,


    “Don’t panic. Keep him upied. I’m on my way back right now.” Anya hung up immediately. She


    turned towards Jamie with an apologetic look in her eyes. “I’m so sorry, Jamie. There’s an emergency


    at home. I have to go now. I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I’m leaving you to finish dinner alone…”


    Jamie was not a petty man. He could not possibly keep Anya here when she clearly had an emergency


    to attend to. He knew that Anya was not lying. He had heard parts of the conversation earlier. He knew


    that something terrible had happened.


    “Don’t worry about it, Anya. Let me give you a lift.” The man dabbed his lips lightly with the napkin


    before cing it down and rising to his feet.


    Anys was not going


    Anya was not going to trouble the man for a lift.


    She was leaving in the middle of dinner. That alone made her feel terrible enough. She shook her head


    apologetically. “Thanks for the offer, Jamie. I can make my way home. I’m really sorry. I’ll buy you


    dinner another time.”


    Anya seemed insistent. Jamie did not try to change her mind. He was a gentleman who respected a


    woman’s wishes. Besides, this was their first meeting. He had plenty of opportunities to see Anya


    again. They were going to work on herwsuit together. He could afford to be patient.


    The man nodded. “Alright. Take care, Anya.”


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    Anya nodded. “Bye, Jamie.”


    She grabbed her bag, turned away and hurried out of the restaurant.


    The young woman tried to get a cab as soon as she got outside.


    Evan’s personal assistant, Hayden, came running towards her then. He stopped right behind the young


    woman. “Ms. MacMin, you don’t have to get a cab. I’ll give you a lift.”


    Anya whipped around when she heard Hayden’s voice. The man was dressed for work. She was


    startled to see him there. “Hayden, what are you doing here?”


    “Mr. Welton instructed me to give you a lift home.” It made sense. There was a reason Hayden had


    seemingly appeared out of nowhere. At this point in time, Hayden was convinced that Evan was


    interested in Anya.


    That would exin why Evan had tasked him to give Anya a lift home.


    Mr. Welton? Evan? Again?


    Anya knew it. She did not really know Hayden. He would not appear out of nowhere and volunteer to


    send her home.


    thought of Evan.


    The look on Anya’s face darkened at the thought of Evan.


    She was visibly furious.


    She was not going tosh out at nothing though. She had no idea if she would be able to get a cab.


    She might as well ept Hayden’s offer to drive her home.