Desires Die Hard

Chapter 228

“Oh really?” Evan looked at her deeply as though he might eat her alive..

Anya did not appreciate Evan’s staring, so she averted her eyes and said, “Yes, Mr. Welton. Mr. Hanson and I are heading back to JK Couture.”

Jake chimed in and said, “Mr. Welton, shall we go?”

“What’s the hurry? I have something to talk to Ms. MacMillan about.” Evan spoke calmly in a powerful tone, “Ms. MacMillan, why don’t you take my car so we can talk on the way back?”

A chill instantly ran down Anya’s back. She knew Evan was up to no good.

“Mr. Welton, why can’t we talk about it now?” Anya certainly did not want to share a car with him.

Evan smiled as he said, “Ms. MacMillan, it’s not like I will eat you alive, right? Do you have to be so reluctant? I am Welton Group’s CEO. Why can’t I talk to a designer from JK Couture?”

Anya went speechless as she clenched his fists tightly. Evan was doing this intentionally.

“Anya, why don’t you and Mr. Welton go on and take the same car so that you can have a chat?” Jake could tell Evan was a little pissed.

did not cross Jake’s mind that Evan had

simply did not want Evan to think that the

not want to go at all, but she

finished his sentence, he headed to the

to the man beside her, “Mr. Welton, if you have anything to say, just do it here.

bad temper.” Evan looked at her as he spoke huskily, “I own the company,

is really about work, I will naturally take your car. I am just worried it is

before he said, “Do you think I will do you in the car? The car is too confined, so

flushed red as she pursed her lips tightly without saying a word.

to know Evan, the more she realized what a hooligan he was even though he had a cold lofty

and let everyone see the blush on your face?” Evan glanced

said, “Let’s go. My car is up

to

glanced at him and suppressed her anger before following behind

Evan leaned back comfortably into the leather seat before telling

of the hotel. She said coldly. “Mr. Welton, what

his eyes slightly as he rubbed the top of her head gently and said indulgently, “Ms. MacMillan, since you are such a smart woman, don’t you already know why I want to share a car with