Chapter 23

Dan couldn’t stop himself from teasing his friend. “Hey, Mr. Welton, are you not having fun? Or perhaps you’re distracted…tell me. Which lady has caught your eye?”

Evan threw Dan a look. There was a note of annoyance in his voice when he spoke. “None of them.”

That seemed about right. This was the most sought–after man in Nordeny, after all. None of those young models in the club was going to catch

his eye.

Dan’s lips quirked into a smile. He laughed softly. “You’re not acting like your usual self tonight.”

“What’s my usual self like?” Evan quirked an eyebrow at Dan. He couldn’t stop thinking about his conversation with Anya. A frown furrowed his brow without his notice. He raised his glass and emptied it in a single gulp.

The wine burned as it went down his throat. Then, with a loud clank, Evan placed the empty glass back on the table.

he was thinking

creasing his brow deepened as an inexplicable frustration rose within him. He

to change the subject. “Shane’s got his

Why is he

place in the

position through underhanded means and now, they believed they could take the place of the Weltons, who has been around for longer than they had. They were asking for

fear death, I suppose,” Evan scoffed derisively. “The Browns managed to get someone powerful on their side recently. They think just because they’ve got someone powerful backing them up, they can do whatever

instantly. A knowing look settled on Dan’s face. Then, it darkened. “If he’s got his eyes on your land, that means he’s probably got his eyes on something of mine too.” There were no limits to a

friend in a low voice. “He’s a cunning man. There’s a possibility he’s been planning this for a very long time. He wants our share of

to be mulling over something.

nearby to get

back moments later with a bottle of wine and carefully filled Evan’s glass with what was obviously

at the crowd dancing on the dancefloor while savoring their wine. The club was packed with people

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