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.

not cross Jake’s mind that Evan had

Evan to think that the people in

want to go at all, but she bit her lip before she hesitated and said, “Okay”

I’m off to my car.” The moment Jake finished his sentence, he headed to the

left before she finally turned to say to the man beside her, “Mr. Welton, if you have anything to say, just do it here.

looked at her as he spoke huskily, “I own the company,

work, I will naturally take your car. I am just worried it is not work you are thinking about.” Anya looked at Evan angrily.

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

words were so outspoken that Anya’s face instantly flushed red as

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

everyone see the blush on your face?” Evan

“Let’s go. My car is

headed over to the car.

at him and suppressed her anger before following behind him.

got onto the car, Evan leaned back comfortably into the leather seat before telling the chauffeur

of the hotel. She said coldly. “Mr.

matters to talk to her about. He closed his eyes slightly as he rubbed the top of her head gently