Desires Die Hard novel (Anya and Evan) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27 

Jake believed Anya. He thought the young woman was on the bus and on her way to the office right now. After sending his reply, he didn’t continue waiting. Instead, he started his car, slammed his foot into the gas pedal and sped away from the apartment building. 

Anys let loose a sigh of relief as she watched him leave. She decided it was time to grab her bag and head to the bus stop. 

That was when she saw a familiar car stop in front of the apartment building. It was a black Mercedes–Benz. The one that belonged to a woman she hated with her very soul. The woman whom she had not seen in a year. The old matriarch of the MacMillan family. 

Anya stared unblinkingly at the familiar car, the string of familiar characters printed on its license plate and the familiar and terrifying old lady in the car. Her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag. 

The old lady had believed the lies that Melissa, her evil stepmother, had spun. She had no love for Anya, her granddaughter. In fact, she treated Anya like a scored enemy. 

Anya had no idea why she was here. Why had she come looking for her? She had driven Anya out of the MacMillan family. Hadn’t that been enough? 

Anya shoved down the rage burning inside her and stared coldly at the black Mercedes–Benz parked in front of her apartment building. She decided to ignore its presence. The MacMillans had driven her out of the family. She had nothing to do with that family or with the old lady 

anymore. 

There was only one thing she needed to concern herself with right now and it was to become stronger and more powerful. 

She stepped out of the building and made her way past the car. The driver was out of the car and standing in her way within seconds. Mdm MacMillan emerged from the car with her walking cane. The tip of the cane hit the ground hard and repeatedly as the old lady made her way 

towards Anya. 

The words that came out of the old lady’s mouth were vicious and cruel. “You whore! It’s been a year but you’ve not changed at all. You just can’t stop yourself, can you?” 

To the old lady’s scathing words, Anya returned only a frosty look and words dripping with contempt. “Ma’am, you seem to have forgotten something. You drove me out of the MacMillans. I’m no longer your granddaughter. Please stay away from me.” 

Anya stood tall and proud as she bit those words out. 

Then, she shoved the driver’s arm away and started walking away. 

The old lady leveled a deathly glare at Anya and thundered at her. 1 swear as long as I’m still alive, I won’t let you steal the man your sister loves from her. If you dare do that, I will kill you.” After spitting out those vicious words, the old lady slammed her cane hard into the ground, then 

turned around and headed back into the car, 

The Mercedes–Benz sped past Anya like a streak of black lightning, 

Anya watched quietly as it vanished down the street. Her fingers tightened into fists. 

Her granny had taken Sydney’s side completely. She had no love for Anya at all. There was no need for Anya to treat them as family because they didn’t treat her like family too. 

She wasn’t interested in stealing anything of Sydney’s. But she wasn’t going to let them off for what they had done. 

The threats that her own grandmother had hurled at Anya soured the good mood she had woken up with. She headed to the bus stop where she got a ride to the office. When she alighted from the bus, she hurried into the building. She didn’t want to be late for work. 

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She entered the office feeling down and dispirited. Her spirits remained low until Jake called her into his office unexpectedly. She pulled herself together before making her way to Jake’s office. 

She knocked on his door thrice. She could hear Jake yelling for her to come in. Anya pulled the door open and stepped inside. 

“Anya.” Jake beamed as soon as his eyes fell on her. He gestured for her to come closer. 

“Jake, do you need me to do anything for you?” 

Jake smiled softly before picking up a file on his desk and handing it to Anya. It was a brief for a new design. “You did great work last night. This is a request from an important client. Take a look at it. Show me your sketches for it before the day is done. I want to know if your designs. are good enough and whether you can handle it.” 

Anya froze when she heard what Jake had said. Had she just gotten a project from the managing director himself? 

It was a pleasant surprise. Anya took the brief from Jake and nodded profusely in gratitude. “Thank you, Jake! Thanks for giving me this chance I’ll do my best.”