Desires Die Hard novel (Anya and Evan) novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503 

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The next day, Anya returned to JK Couture as usual, launching foto designing the engagement gown for Minta. 

Shyla walked over with a cup of strong coffee and said in an unnatural tone, “Mr. Hanson said you were designing Minta’s 

gown.” 

Anya put down her pen and looked at her, replying. “Yes. Do you have a problem with that, Shyla?” 

Shyla looked down at Anya’s design and felt a wave of jealousy coursing through her body. Shyla felt she had to blow some 

steam. 

Otherwise, she would stay mad. 

She came all the way back following Gina for Evan. But Evan decided to be engaged to Minta. How could Shyla bear the insult? 

Shyla tightened her grip around the white porcelain mug and poured the coffee onto Anya’s design while the latter was waiting for her answer. 

Shyla sneered coldly, “I am sorry, Ms. MacMillan. I just had a cramp in my hand. You have to draw another one.” 

Anya looked at the stained design and countered, “Did you do it on purpose? 

“You don’t have to give me a hard time. This design is for Mr. Walton’s fiancé 

ression changed drastically. She glared at Anya and 

The word fiancé stabbed into Shyla’s heart like a knife, and t clenched her teeth, sneering again after a short while, “Fiance? So what? It’s just an engagement. He may dump her 

tomorrow.” 

“But she is still his fiance. Your impulsion might piss her off, and she will blame the whole company. Anya hated it when someone tried to sabotage her work. 

Anya couldn’t let this go. 

“She will only blame you.” Shyla wished she could slap her. “Also, who are you to be so rude to me?” 

“What you did was outrageous. If you are angry, take it to her. Don’t take it out on me again,” Anya said slowly and calmly, looking up at her. 

Anya wasn’t afraid of her. 

Shyla’s face turned sour as she glared at her. “Don’t get cocky. You can never succeed as long as I am here.” 

Shyla gritted her teeth and left the office in a huff. 

Anya wasn’t mad, but the design was ruined. 

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rk was wasted. 

od up after a while. She crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can under her desk. 

sue to wipe the coffee stains. She felt unsettled and tired. 

ped her hands against the desk and ran her hand through her hair, staring blankly at the desk. 

ne still couldn’t forget that man. 

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Chapter 503