Desires Die Hard

The morning light scattered down and left a golden hue over the city as Anya and Jake left the restaurant

Jake brought Anya to the parking lot.

On their way to the car, Jake retrieved his car keys as he said, “Anya, don’t take it to heart. Mr. Welton isn’t a petty man

Jake did not know what went on between Evan and Anya at all and he simply wanted to console her.

The little juice incident in the restaurant with Evan was the least of Anya’s concerns. Instead, she was fretting over this tak about Evan preparing children’s furniture. What was he trying to do?

The paternity test was not even ready!

Was he planning on snatching the children anyway?

Why would he want the children if they were not his flesh and blood?

Why did he have to do this?

He was a millionaire CEO and could have his pick of any girl.

A long queue of socialites and celebrities were dying to bear his children. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Did he have to sink so low as to steal kids that were not his biological children?

However, Anya could not figure out what Evan was thinking.

She was genuinely worried Evan might suddenly change his mind and take the kids.

Then she was dead meat

“Anya, what’s on your mind? I told you not to worry about it. Everything will be okay.” After Jake attempted to console her, he glanced at her and noticed Anya in deep thought.

Also, her beautiful eyes seemed racked with worry, so he could not help consoling her.

The moment Anya heard what Jake said, she gathered her thoughts and shook her head as she said, “Mr. Hanson, I’m fine.”

“That’s good. Let’s head back to the office and get the sample designs,” said Jake as he reminded Anya. “I will come along with you this time. I did not go with you to see Mdm Welton since it was a small project and I trusted you to do it well. However, we are talking about Mr. Baker’s cousin this time. She happens to be a celebrity, so we have to be even more careful.”

Anya nodded in agreement as she composed herself and stopped thinking about Evan ordering children’s fumiture. She

had to focus on work.

She had nothing to worry about the paternity test.

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After arriving back at JK Couture, Anya went upstairs with Jake.

Jake headed over to his office to retrieve some sample designs they could show Dan’s cousin.

Anya went back to her desk to get her own designs.

The moment she took her sketchbook, Tammy, the senior designer who was previously sent to take care of Mr. Baker’s cousin’s wedding gown walked over to Anya in her stilettos with a small, exquisite cake. She placed the cake in front of Anya and gave a fake smile. “Anya, are you going to see Mr. Baker’s cousin later?”

Anya had nothing against Tammy for now, so she said candidly. “Uh huh. We are leaving in a minute.”

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“Why don’t you bring this over to Ms. Mars? I hear she loves the cakes from this bakery,” said Tammy as she smiled. innocently. “It is very important to make a good first impression. Now that I have messed up, the design department is counting on you to win this project. I really hope you can convince her to work with JK Couture especially since she is a celebrity.”

How

much is this?” asked Anya courteously as she took the cake awkwardly.

“You don’t have to pay me. Finance will reimburse me for it since it was approved,” Tammy lied through her teeth with an evil look in her eyes from her immense jealousy towards Anya.

Lola Mars was highly allergic to mango, so the consequences of eating mango were very severe.

If Anya gave Lola mango cake, she could kiss her career in JK Couture goodbye.

She might even get charged for it.

Since Anya had little working experience and only kept her guard up against Carol, she trusted Tammy.

Anya had no clue she had just fallen for Tammy’s ploy. She simply took the cake gratefully as she said, “Thanks so much,

Tam!”

“You are welcome. All the best!” After Tammy handed Anya the cake, she gestured good luck to Anya before heading back

to her office.

Anya took the cake containing mango puree to see Dan’s cousin with Jake.

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