Desires Die Hard

“Fine, I’ll ask him.” Sydney was losing her mind. She whipped around and leveled a hard look at Hayden. “Mr. Lang, is she speaking the truth?”

Is, Hayden replied firmly. “Are you looking for Mr. Welton, Ms. MacMillan?”

Sydney appeared to harbor an intense hostility towards Anya and Hayden had no idea why.

Did they know each other?

Hayden eyed the two young women before him curiously. They did share a slight resemblance with the other but it was clear that Anya was the prettier woman.

Sydney’s eyes burned with rage as she glared at Anya. She turned towards Hayden slightly. “That’s right. I’m from the media department. We need Mr. Welton’s approval for something.”

“You can hand the documents to me,” Hayden said as he stretched his hand out towards Sydney. “I’ll make sure they reach Mr. Welton.”

There was no way Sydney was going to do that. It had taken her a great deal of work before she finally found an excuse to talk to Evan.

She wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip through her fingers.

She couldn’t raise her voice at Hayden though. Sydney tried to muster a polite smile as she gentled her tone. “Mr. Lang, I would like to hand these documents to Mr. Welton personally. There’re some details that will require further explanation.”

“Don’t worry about it. Just let me have the documents. Mr. Welton is waiting.” Hayden kept his hand outstretched as he eyed Sydney. The look in his eyes was clear. He wanted her to hurry up and stop wasting his time.

“Please let me speak to Mr. Welton, Mr. Lang.” Sydney tightened her fingers around the folder. There was a hint of anger in

her eyes.

He was just an assistant. What did he think he was doing?

How could he stop Sydney from delivering the folder to Evan personally?

“Ms. MacMillan, please be professional. Mr. Welton is waiting and he’s not going to be happy if he’s kept waiting any longer,” Hayden said sternly.

The hint of threat in his voice was clear.

If Sydney kept this up, Evan was going to lose his patience and get mad.

She would have to suffer his anger then too.

Sydney knew when to make a strategic retreat. Evan’s temper was notorious. Everyone in the city knew how terrifying he could be when he was mad.

She was a small fry compared to Evan. In fact, the MacMillans were small fry compared to Evan. He couldn’t care less about them.

Sydney

y weighed the pros and cons and finally handed over the folder to Hayden reluctantly. There was a tic in her jaw. she spoke. “I’m terribly sorry for troubling you, Mr. Lang.”

She seemed subdued and humbled. It was a distinct difference from her usual obnoxious self.

Anya knew it. Sydney was a bully, Bullies like her would bend to those more powerful than they were.

Anya watched with silent glee as Sydney caved and yielded.

“It’s no trouble at all.” Hayden gave Sydney a polite smile as he took the folder from the latter. Then, he walked right into Evan’s office with Anya and the folder in hand.

Sydney wasn’t shameless. She wasn’t going to follow them inside.

She could only watch as Anya strolled past and disappear behind the elaborate door of Evan’s office.

Jealousy burned inside Sydney and made her guts churn. She stomped her foot and slammed her heel into the marble

tiles.

She had dressed up for Evan. This was absolutely infuriating. Sydney could barely get a lid on her temper. She wouldn’t stop glaring at Evan’s doors through her elaborate eye makeup..

Anya was such a slut.

But Sydney wasn’t going to let her have the last laugh.

The young woman fumed silently on the spot. After a long moment, she headed to a corner and waited.

She had to know what Anya was doing in Evan’s office. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Hayden, who had headed into Evan’s office with Anya, stepped outside shortly.

The sight of Hayden walking out of Evan’s office alone drove her mad with jealousy.

Her heels slammed loudly against the tiled floor as she walked up to Hayden and stopped the man from returning to his desk. “Hold on a moment, Mr. Lang. May I speak to you for a second?”