Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Desires Die Hard Chapter 167

Chapter 167

Meanwhile, Anya started packing her bag after she ended her call with Lola. She grabbed the draft that she had prepared and got ready to head down to the studio to meet Lola.

She made her way to the reception with the draft in her hands.

Sydney stormed furiously out of the elevator at that exact moment. She saw Anya at the reception and made a beeline for her stepsister immediately. As soon as she walked up to the young woman, she lifted her hand and got ready to give her a tight slap on the face.

Anya had seen that coming. She caught Sydney’s wrist before Sydney could swing her arm downt. The look on Anya’s face could freeze lava. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What do you think I’m doing?” Her foiled attempt at giving Anya a hard slap on her cheek made angered her more. Fury colored her cheeks red. She looked like a volcano that was ready to erupt any moment. Her eyes glared murderously at Anya while her teeth started grinding loudly. “Haven’t I warned you to stay away from Evan? Why can’t you just stay away

from him!”

Anya felt a wave of nausea and helplessness threaten to pull her under when she heard that name. Evan Welton. It was about Evan again.

If Sydney really liked the guy, she should try and catch his eye.

What was she doing here with her instead?

Besides, after the incident that had happened a year ago, Anya had given up on the man.

“Why are you yelling at me? Shouldn’t you be looking for Mr. Welton?” Anya wasn’t going to back down. She still had a grudge to settle with Sydney and her mother.

Did they think they could push her around?

Well, they should think again. She wasn’t the same pushover they had bullied and abused in the past.

Anya shoved down the waves of abhorrence and fury inside her. Her voice could freeze hell all over. “We’re both employees. at the Welton Group. You work for the media department and I work for JK Couture. Aren’t you worried that Mr. Welton might hear of our argument and get annoyed with you?”

“I heard the man doesn’t like employees who get into trouble. Would you like to replace out if that’s true?”

“I can’t believe this! How dare you threaten me, Anya!” Sydney had not expected her stepsister to have the gall to hurl threats at her. Fury boiled inside the young woman. Her eyes were wide and glaring. She looked as if she wanted to throw herself at Anya and devour her whole. “Look at that smug look on your face. Zachary was right. You did throw yourself at Evan and hook up with him!”

“I’m warning you. Stay away from Evan!”

Zachary?

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Anya wasn’t particularly bothered by Sydney’s threats. But the mention of Zachary brought a frown to her face. What had Sydney brought Zachary up? It didn’t take the young woman long to realize why. Zachary had caught her and Evan playing golf that day.

Evan had issued a stern warning to the man as well.

He must have spoken to Sydney and told her. That was why her dear stepsister was here in the morning, yelling at her like a

woman gone mad.

Anya simply scoffed. “What’s the point of harassing me? This is pointless. You should speak to Mr. Welton instead. Talk to him and ask him if I’m throwing myself at him. You’ll get your answer then and you can finally stop harassing me. I would appreciate that very much.”

Having said that, the young woman tightened her fingers on her draft and marched away from the reception.

Anya’s utter disregard for her drove Sydney mad. Fury churned in her gut. She felt her blood burn with rage. All she saw was

red.

There was no way she could speak to Evan and demand answers from the man.

Was An

Was Anya mocking her?

Anger continued to boil inside Sydney. She turned towards the reception and stormed over. “Hi, can I have a cup of hot water. Make it boiling hot.”

The receptionist hadn’t noticed the fight that Sydney and Anya had been having a moment ago. She caught Sydney’s staff pass hanging from her neck. It clearly showed that she was from the media department.

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Without saying another word, she filled a cup with freshly boiled water.

Sydney grabbed the cup and stormed towards Anya, who was on her way to the elevator.

Sydney walked up to Anya. She clenched her jaw tightly. “You’re not going to look so smug now. I’m going to teach you a good lesson. Let’s see you try and seduce Mr. Welton after that!”

Then, she was raised her arm and began to throw a cup of steaming hot water at Anya.

Anya whirled around when she heard what Sydney had said. The elevator doors slid open behind her. Anya stumbled backwards instinctively at the sight of the cup of hot water and found herself inside the elevator.

Sydney missed. The water didn’t hit Anya at all. Instead, it splashed onto the tiled floor of the elevator.

The doors to the elevator slid shut with an emotionless ding.

Anya stared at the pool of water on the tiled floor. Steam rose from the boiling water.

Blood drained from her face. She had always known how vicious Sydney and her mother could be. But she had not expected such violence from either of them.

If the doors to the elevator had slid open a second later, boiling water would be melting her face right now instead of lying

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in a puddle on the floor.

Fear and shock had Anya staggering away from the puddle on the floor. She bit her lips and curled her fingers into tight fists.

She swore she was going to make Sydney pay. They would pay for everything that they had done.