Desires Die Hard

Chapter 86

Anger churned inside Anya’s gut as she stormed out of Evan’s office.

She didn’t manage to make it to the elevator. Sydney was waiting outside for her.

Her stepsister walked up to her and stood in her path as soon as she saw Anya step out of the office. She stuck her chin in the air. There was a taint of something dark and contemptuous in her voice as she spoke. Anya wanted to slap her so badly. “Anya. We need to talk.”

She wasn’t a part of the MacMillan family anymore. Sydney had no right to order her around.

“Make it quick. I’m busy,” Anya said curtly.

Sydney couldn’t believe the attitude that Anya was giving her. Her face darkened with fury. She glared at her sister and clenched her jaw. “I want to know why Evan asked for you.”

“It’s to do with work, of course. Why else would he ask for me?” Anya said before reaching out and punching the button for

the elevator.

“Work? What kind of work?” Sydney didn’t believe Anya at all. There was something fishy going on here. Her sister had stepped into Evan’s office empty–handed. What kind of work could they be discussing?

Was this one of her attempts to seduce Evan?

Jealousy reared its ugly head inside Sydney. All reason were cast aside as she started yelling at Anya like a madwoman. She didn’t care how badly she might look anymore. “You’re such a whore, Anya. Have you forgotten all about the oath your made? You’re dead, do you hear me? You’ve seen Evan and you’re going to die!”

Anya blew up instantly. That was exactly what Sydney and Melissa wanted, wasn’t it? The both of them and her grandmother would love to see her dead. Dead like her mother.

What had they ever done to the MacMillans?

treat

Anya’s mother had been forced to divorce her father and leave the MacMillan family. They were the ones who had wronged

should Anya and her mother

they honestly think they could

wasn’t a

make them pay for what

was going to avenge

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Chapter 86

intense urge to give Sydney a hard slap. Her voice was as cold as winter when she spoke. “Why are you bothering me? You should be

and

loose her anger in a rush of words. The doors to the elevator slid open

marched right in.

Sydney could make a grab for Anya and drag more answers out of the young woman, the

her fingers caught between the

her fingers back in alarm. In a burst of uncontrollable

the elevator doors

up the sole victim of her

Meanwhile, the metal door

folded herself in half as she squatted down. She could

much. How she wished her

had left when Anya returned

roses and the Chanel bag that