Desires Die Hard

Why would Mdm Welton invite Evan to lunch as well?

Anya would rather kill herself than have lunch with the man.

The young woman yanked herself out of her momentary stupor and mustered a stiff smile at the old lady. “Thanks for the Invitation, Mdm Welton. I’m really sorry but I don’t think I can join you for lunch.”

The old lady knew Anya was just shy. She beamed at her. “Don’t worry, I can speak to Jake. He won’t stop you from joining us for lunch.”

Anya could feel her heart skip a beat. Jake wasn’t the reason she was turning down the offer to join Mdm Welton and Evan

for lunch.

The reason she was doing it was because she didn’t want to have lunch with them at all.

She couldn’t tell the old lady the truth though. Anya wracked her brains furiously as she tried to come up with another excuse. “Mdm Welton, I have an appointment this afternoon. That’s why I can’t join you for lunch.”

“Is that so? What a coincidence.” The old lady seemed crestfallen when she heard that. “I made a trip to Welton Group Tower just so I could have lunch with you.”

She sounded terribly upset. Anya felt waves of guilt assailing her.

The young woman bit her lips. “Let’s have lunch another day, Mdm Welton.”

“Alright then.” The old lady couldn’t possibly drag Anya off to have lunch with her when the latter had told her that she had something to attend to. But she couldn’t stop a hint of disappointment seeping into her words. “Honestly, I’m not sure if Evan’s going to have time to join us for lunch. I simply mentioned his name in passing. He’d join us if he had the time. But if he didn’t, I suppose I’ll just have to have lunch alone…”

Anya fell silent.

She had a feeling that the old lady was on the verge of convincing her to do something that she really didn’t want to do.

She was right. She ended up joining Mdm Welton for lunch.

After all, she had nothing on for lunch.

It had been an excuse.

She couldn’t believe herself. She gave in every single time. She was such a sucker.

Anya honestly couldn’t believe what she was doing. Then she remembered what Mdm Welton had said. Evan might not be Joining them. He was a busy man after all. It made sense that he wouldn’t have time to have lunch with them.

She should calm down and stop jumping at every shadow.

The likelihood of Evan turning up for lunch with them was incredibly low.

He was probably swamped with work.

The thought of that set Anya at ease.

Soon, the time came for lunch. Anya and Mdm Welton headed out. The latter had made a reservation at a fancy restaurant.

She had asked for a private suite..

It was a great restaurant. The décor was elegantly done and the place quiet.

The food was delicious.

The fact that Evan didn’t turn up made everything infinitely better.

Mdm Welton had called the young man a while ago and had been told that he was busy and couldn’t join her for lunch. Anya’s heart rested back into her chest instantly. Her worries set to rest, she let herself relax and started to enjoy her meal with the old lady.

The old lady didn’t seem particularly affected by Evan’s absence. She seemed happy to have Anya with her.

She must be really lonely.

Evan was busy with work. So were his parents, who were tending to their business overseas. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

The other kids in the family were busy with their work and life too.

They rarely had any time for her.

Happy to have someone spend some time with her, the old lady wouldn’t stop placing orders for more dishes.

The two women dined happily in their suite. In the middle of their lunch, someone suddenly pushed the door to the private

suite open.

The man who wasn’t supposed to show up for lunch was standing right in front of them in a sharp suit. Anya reeled back from the sight.

Mdm Welton beamed with delight. “Come on, Evan. Hurry up and take a seat.”

“Granny, why are you dragging another one of my employees out for lunch again?” Evan’s lips quirked up into a smile as he threw a look at Anya. The young woman had fallen into a sudden stillness.

How did she manage to do it?

She had somehow gained his grandmother’s favor. His grandmother had made a special trip to Welton Group Tower so that she could invite Anya to join her for lunch.

Evan couldn’t help but be secretly impressed.

He also couldn’t help the suspicions rising inside him. Was this another one of Anya’s cons? Had she somehow deceived his grandmother into liking her?

The thought was firmly lodged in his mind. When Anya excused herself in the middle of lunch and headed to the washroom, Evan made a similar excuse and left the suite too.

He stopped her in front of the washroom and then, in a husky voice, said. “I’m impressed, Ms. MacMillan.”