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.

that he was

creasing his brow deepened as an inexplicable frustration rose within him. He wasn’t

his brow and started massaging his forehead. Then, he decided to change the subject. “Shane’s got his eye on the piece of land in Easton. What do you think

“That’s your land. Why is he having ideas about your

has risen to the top and gotten themselves a place in the Nordenic Quartet. However,

take the place of the Weltons, who

Browns managed to get someone powerful on their side recently. They think just because they’ve got someone powerful backing them up, they

“If he’s got his eyes on your land, that means he’s probably got his eyes on something of mine too.” There were

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 the pie and seize dominance over the

Dan said. He appeared to be mulling over something. Moments later, the

nearby to

with a bottle of wine and carefully filled Evan’s glass with what was obviously an expensive vintage red wine.

their wine. The club was packed with people tonight.

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