Desires Die Hard

The elevator began its slow ascend.

The clients Evan was meeting was also in a random room on the third floor. None of them spoke a word in the elevator.

Evan was the first to exit the elevator when they arrived at the third floor. However, after only walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around to look at Jake and Anya, who were also walking out of the elevator and asked, “Are you having dinner with her, Mr. Hanson?”

Jake did not deny as he said, “Yes. Is there a problem, Mr. Welton?”

“No.” Evan replied as he stared at Anya with his sharp gaze. He wondered if she was getting ready to make Jake her target?

He soon withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards his room. Anya

Anya was a little startled by his gaze earlier.

What does that glare even mean?

Anya could not wrap her head around Evan’s glare.

However, she had no intention in guessing what his intentions were. Fortunately for her, Evan did not accuse her for intentionally flirting with

him this time.

Anya decided not to think about it as she followed Jake to the room he had booked. It seemed that no one had arrived in the room yet.

Jake had the waiter served them some appetizers whille Anya sat beside him. She was helping him go through his keynotes before their meeting with the major players of the fashion industry.

Their guests had finally arrived soon after that. There were five people in total that showed up. Everyone looked extremely obese except for one who seemed quite skinny.

Anya could not help but feel slightly disgusted by them when she noticed them.

She silently kept the documents away and only planned to discuss business with them. Anything else would be completely off the table, especially when it came to drinking. She never knew how to drink alcohol anyway.

Not to Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

o mention that she was still breastfeeding. If she was to drink alcohol, it would without a doubt be bad for her kids.

After the guests had all been seated, Jake picked up his glass and started his speech, “Thank you for showing up here today, everyone.”

“Oh, you’re too kind, Mr. Hanson. If your company aligns with how we plan to move forward, we will no doubt be glad to collaborate with you guys.” The clients brushed him off.

“Thank you for giving me this opportunity, everyone.” Jake picked up his glass a again and gave a toast.

Those guest started clapping after he chugged his liquor down.

looking clients gave Anya a creepy

Mr. Jamerson, one of the obese–looking

a creepy stare after Jake finished his drink. It seemed that he had been focused on

her ever since they arrived. It was unsure if the lady was a hostess Jake had brought along with him or a staff he from his company.

However, it did not matter a

er anyway st

since he had his eyes on

his eyes on that

pretty lady.

It seemed that Mr. Jamerson wanted to get her drunk as he asked, “Hey Mr. Hanson, who’s this pretty lady?”

at all.”

“This is Ms. MacMillan. She’s our company’s designer, Please feel free

feel free to ask her anything if you guys have any questions at

A

“So, the pretty lady is a designer. How awesome is that.” Mr. Jamerson caressed his chin and said, “Hey, Ms. MacMillan, why don’t you drink a glass with us?”

“I don’t drink.” Anya replied as she knew that she could not avoid not drinking at all. However, she would not drink no matter what.

“Mr. Jamerson, since she doesn’t drink, I’ll drink on her behalf.” Jake exclaimed after realizing the situation. He then picked up a glass and drank for her in a protective manner.

Mr. Jamerson chuckled as he said, “She can learn to drink. Come on now,

you going to join us, Ms. MacMillan?”

“I truly don’t drink. I’m terribly sorry” Anya waved her hands around as she refused.

After Mr. Jamerson was refused, he felt humiliated and asked, “Are you really sincere in working with us, Mr. Hanson?”

“I am, the only thing is… she truly can’t drink.” Jake replied as he felt slightly guilty for inviting Anya over for a meeting like this.

If it was not for his intentions of wanting to have a meal with her and spend more time with her, he would have wanted Anya to leave first.

“How could you, Mr. Hanson. You’re not sincere at all.” Mr. Jamerson exclaimed as it seemed that he was determined in getting Anya drunk. Hence, he refused to back down,

Both parties were quite tense and the atmosphere felt slightly awkward.

However, just as

as things were getting tense, an evil thought flashed in Mr. Jamerson’s mind as he roofied Anya’s juice while she was not paying! attention. If she drank it, it would allow him to do whatever he want towards her.