Desires Die Hard

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Cindy’s eye–catching Maserati was parked at a nearby street from Welton Group.

Anya hastily rushed over with her bag and entered the car. However, the Instant she entered, Cindy could immediately tell the bag Anya was holding was a brand new limited edition Chanel bag. She immediately said, “How did you even get this model? This is brand new and only three units was made available on their website. They were all bought out. I didn’t expect you’re able to buy one.”

Cindy was a little shocked.

Anya handed the bag over to her as she closed the door. She chuckled helplessly and said, “Do you think someone with my pay will be able to buy this though?”

“It has to be really expensive now, right?”

“Not really. It’s only about five–hundred thousand dollars.” Cindy replied sarcastically. As Cindy realized that it would be impossible for Anya to afford it with her pay, she asked, “Who gave it to you?”

“Evan.” Anya replied. She felt extremely complicated as she continued, “I really need to resign now.”

It seemed that the more relentless Evan was in pursuing after her, the more afraid she felt. She was worried that her children might actually be snatched away by him. She would actually be driven insane.

“I understand.” Cindy replied as she patted Anya’s head. She then comforted her, “It’s entirely up to you as to when you’d be resigning from your job. My doors will always be opened for you.”

Anya nodded and replied, “Thank you.”

“Oh, don’t mention it. Oh, have you finished packing already?” Cindy asked as she returned the bag to her. She started her car and said, “If you have, just move into my place then.”

Anya felt bad when she brought that up. She replied, “I am done but I just feel bad for moving into your place, you know.”

“What is there to feel bad for?” Cindy chuckled. She continued, “My place will be livelier when you move in.”

“Stop overthinking it. Just focus on resigning from your job for now.” Cindy continued.

Anya nodded as she would finish Mdm. Welton’s draft in the next three days.

She would be able to leave then. The truth was, things were progressing pretty quickly. Anya decided to stop thinking about it. She wanted to take care of the matter at hand at the moment first.

When she thought about her having to meet her grandmother later, she lost any good mood she had left. However, since

this was for her mother, all she could do was meet them.

It did not take long for them to arrive at the mansion Anya once lived.

Ever since she had been exiled, she had not returned in about two years.

As she stared at the slightly worn out double–story mansion, she felt somewhat surreal and nostalgic. It seemed that as much as she hated this place, it was still somewhere she grew up in.

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She would be lying if she was not sentimental about it but it seemed that the only emotion she felt at the moment was disgust.

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After staring at it for a brief moment, she withdrew her gaze and told Cindy, “Just wait here for me. If they don’t talk about my mom, I’ll get out immediately.”

Cindy understood and gestured an okay sign to her as she waited for Anya in the car.

Anya entered the mansion to meet her grandmother herself.

Only a single lamp was lit as she entered the slightly dimmed living room. It seemed that the old lady was wearing a long white blouse while she waited for her on the couch at the very center of the living room. She looked very serious.

Her

er step–mother, Melissa and her father Cornelius was sitting beside her grandmother.

Two burly looking man was sitting on both ends of the couch. It seemed that the men were there to capture Anya and lock her up later. They were factory workers her grandmother specially appointed for this task.

The old lady took a sinister glance out the door before shifting her gaze to a picture on the glass table. The picture showed a young fat man dressed in red T–shirt.

The crippled man that Anya would be marrying, Lance Xavier,

He was thirty that year and due to him being a cripple, he was unable to move and would require hospice care all year. Although the Xavier family was rich, no model would want to marry him.

The old lady wanted to marry Anya off with him to eliminate Anya for being Sydney’s competition.

Moreover, this would allow them to get revenge on her. This would allow that little brat, Anya to know that there were rules in the MacMillan family. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Since she dared to splash a cup of cold water on her in front of so many people back then, she would force her to marry the Xavier’s to feel what was it like to be tortured!