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.

cross Jake’s mind that Evan had

that the people in JK Couture

did not want to go at all, but she bit her lip before she

Jake finished his sentence, he headed

watched as Jake left before she finally turned to say to the man beside her, “Mr. Welton, if you have

have such a bad temper.” Evan looked at her as he spoke huskily, “I

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

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

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

Evan, the more she realized

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

My car is

over to the car.

him and suppressed her anger

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

car gradually pulled out of the hotel. She said coldly. “Mr. Welton, what do you want

about. He closed his eyes slightly as he rubbed the top of her head gently and said indulgently, “Ms. MacMillan,