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"Sorry, I have plans on Saturday." Evan politely declined. Helen felt a pang of disappointment. It was a death sentence; she should understand that their earlier pleasant conversation was simply due to his good manners. But the clearer she more was, the she didn't want to miss this opportunity.
She put aside her restraint and said, "It's okay, Mr. Jones. When are you free? I can adjust my schedule. Can you at least givea chance?" Evan's smile faded. He stated directly, "Miss White, you're excellent, but we're not suitable. I hope you enjoyed dinner." "I did enjoy it. I thought there'd be a next time; I like you." Helen didn't hide her feelings.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'm sorry." "Can you tellwhat you dislike about me? I think I'm pretty good." 22:04 100.0% < Chapter181.
Menu "It's not about you; it's my personal reasons." He simply wasn't interested. Helen felt wronged; it was really hard for her to meet someone she liked. "Can you tellwhat kind of woman you like?" How high were his standards?! Evan seemed to remember something; a soft light appeared in his eyes. "Someone with a good appetite." "Ah?" I had almost finished my food. I put down my phone and looked up, but they were gone. Where did they go? I called the waiter to settle the bill. A man approachedbefore the waiter, smiling confidently. "Beautiful lady, may I have your name?" "No." "May I..." "No." 22:04 100.0% < Chapter181.
Menu I efficiently dealt with the man, paid the bill, and continued checking my messages. The table was tapped twice. Thinking it was another attempt at flirting, I replied with my usual three-part response:"No. I'm not single. I'm lesbian." "Since when are you lesbian?" A clear, low voice, laced with confusion. A second before he spoke, I hit send. I looked up and saw Evan standing before me.
He slowly picked up his phone, opening the message I'd just sent him: Mr. Jones, since you're having a good twith Miss White, I'll leave work now.
Evan frowned. "Besides leaving work, do you have no other wishes?" "...I want to be a billionaire," I feigned serious consideration.
He laughed. "That's not even a dream." Shaking his head, he left. I grabbed my bag and followed. Exiting the restaurant, going downstairs, getting into the car... I didn't ask < Chapter181.
Menu about him and Miss White. Whether there was a next twas his concern; I didn't want to cause trouble for myself.
But sometimes things just wouldn't go my way.
"Olivia, what do you think of Miss White? Give your assessment." A cool voice cfrom behind.
ПП Ah, the boss's unreasonable question never misses their cue.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI answered plainly, "She's beautiful and elegant, perfectly matched with you. From my observations, you both seemed quite satisfied with each other. I believe further exploration of your compatibility is advisable." The car plunged into dead silence.
Cody's inner wail: Oh god, every word she said stepped on a landmine! She's not just dancing on the boss's red lines-she's planting new explosives in the craters! < Chapter181.
Menu Seeing that he hadn't spoken, and given the deadly atmosphere, I cleared my throat."... These are just my observations; they might be wrong. It depends on you, Mr. Jones." He remained silent.
Cody: Mr. Jones is literally asking to be emotionally flayed.
The air grew tense. Evan sat with arms crossed, his face carved from flawless jade-cold, impenetrable, beautiful..
The oppressive atmosphere lasted until we reached the apartment. I braced myself, riding the elevator with him, watching the numbers increase:4,5,6,7... Hurry up, hurry up! "Ding-" A heavenly sound. I quickly rushed out, "Mr. Jones, goodbye!" Just as the doors were closing, a hand emerged. The doors reopened. Evan cout, grabbing my wrist, pullingback, < Chapter181.
circling my waist with a hint of force. My back hit his chest.
Menu Warmth brushed against me; my wrist was caressed. He whispered in my ear,"I've decided that I need to tell you about what I am thinking about." My heart pounded, my breath quickening. The atmosphere grew intense; I felt overwhelming waves.
"Do I have to know it...' I whispered, barely audible.
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