Desires Die Hard

I've Learned The Lesson

"Is it because he went after me before?" Anya finally got it.

"Yeah." Raymond nodded.

He couldn't say too much.

Firstly, he didn't have evidence to show that Cohen loves her. So Mrs. Welton wouldn't believe him. Secondly, he had already done what he could do as an onlooker.

Now Raymond only hoped that Mrs. Welton could keep the distance between Cohen and her.

"Professor Drake, you maybe think too much. We are just working partners. So nothing will happen between Mr. Olson and me. But I accept your reminder." Anya didn't know why Raymond held such thoughts.

It wouldn't happen at all.

"I hope you're right. But as his friend, I hope that he can have a better future in designing." Raymond said everything he could.

He didn't have any evidence.

Anya nodded. "I understand."

"Mrs. Welton, I gotta go. I'll have classes in a while." Raymond knew how to keep a distance.

After all, she must be followed by someone dispatched by Evan.

So he left after speaking since he didn't want to cause any trouble.

"Farewell. Professor Drake." Anya got up and sent him off. After he left the cafe, Anya took her bag and went to find Cindy.

"He left." Anya put the bag down and sat down.

Cindy glanced at her and said indifferently, "I saw it."

"Don't you want to ask me what he said about Cohen?" Anya said deliberately.

Cindy picked up the small spoon, shook the coffee in the ceramic cup, and said, "What else can he say? He must be afraid that Cohen will chase you. And then Mr. Welton will pick on his good friend." Raymond and Cohen are good friends.

And Cindy knew it.

She thought, If Raymond didn't ask about Cohen, what else could he ask about? Me?

Of course not.

So Cindy didn't need Anya to tell her.

"It seems that you know so much about him," Anya said with a smile.

"I don't want to talk about him." Cindy didn't want to entangle him again.

"Fine." Anya stopped in time and didn't want to annoy her.

Cindy sighed slightly, picked up the coffee cup, and said, "Do you want something to drink?"

"No." Anya was not thirsty.

"Okay." Cindy nodded. She took a sip of the bitter cappuccino, and then said, "Did you cooperate with Cohen?"Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Yeah. I don't have any other choice. There has been a design company with strong momentum in our industry recently. It has continuously annexed various small design companies and disrupted the benign competitive environment of our design industry. I must cooperate with him." She wanted to make the JK Couture stronger. At the same time, she had to avoid being defeated by that Sino-foreign joint venture design company.

If not so, she wouldn't cooperate with Cohen so actively.

"Had he shown some ulterior motives?" Cindy felt that this matter was not that simple.

She thought, "Cohen had been back for about more than half a year. In the past, he didn't promise when Anya asked him to cooperate with her. After half a year, he took the initiative to cooperate with Anya. Is that reasonable?"

Cindy felt something but she didn't know it exactly.

"No. We just occasionally talk about something in the past. He didn't do anything to me. Neither did he show any sign of chasing me." That was why Anya could relax and cooperate with him.

"Anyway, be careful." Cindy didn't trust Cohen.

"I know it."

"By the way, where's Evan?" Cindy took a sip of coffee and asked.

"He's on a business trip and not home these days." Anya took a spoon and took a sip of the strawberry cake Cindy ordered. And she said, "You can ask me out at any time."

"I don't have the gut anymore," Cindy said with a smile.

She had learned the lesson last time when she took Anya to the nightclub. She was almost "killed" by Evan.