Desires Die Hard

He Has A Fever

"Oh, it doesn't matter. If you want to know that designer, please tell me at any time," Cohen said, pretending to be kind.

Anya didn't want to rely on him, nor did she want to refuse bluntly. She could only smile and say, "Thank you. I will remember your kindness|."

"Well, we are partners now, and I also hope that my partner can make achievements."

Anya nodded. In fact, Cohen was quite normal when talking to her about work.

Maybe she was a little sensitive before, or everyone misunderstood him.

The car continued to drive forward, and soon they arrived in front of the Welton Group Tower. After stopping the car, Cohen said, "Here, Ms. MacMillan, you can go up and develop an idea, and I will develop the photos taken at school today, which can give us inspiration at that time."

"Okay, Mr. Olson. Remember to go back and change your clothes, or you will catch a cold." Anya opened the door and got out of the car.

At the sight of her, the security guard in the building took out the umbrella and held it above her.

"Well, thank you." Cohen smiled gently and waved to her like a gentleman.

Then he restarted the car and drove to his studio.

Back at the studio, Cohen did not rush to change his wet shirt and trousers. He wanted to have a severe cold and fever, so he wore the wet shirt and went back to his office to develop the photos taken at school.

He took several photos today, and he took photos of Anya's face in secret.

Cohen put the camera on the design table and began to fiddle with the film.

Not long after, the assistant Jerry knocked on the door with the registration form for this design competition. When he saw the wet man, Jerry quickly walked over in shock and said, "Mr. Olson, you get drenched. Why don't you change your clothes? You will have a fever later."

Jerry had been abroad with Cohen for a few years and knew his condition.

Cohen would catch a fever as soon as he got caught in the rain.

Jerry wondered why Cohen was still working in such a wet shirt.

"Isn't it good to have a fever?" Cohen put the film in his palm and looked at it. "Help me develop these negatives."

Jerry said, "Are you really not going to change clothes?"Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"I will change later," Cohen said as he looked at the registration. Then he instantly sneered, "If it weren't for Anya, he wouldn't participate in this kind of low-level competition."

Jerry knew that Cohen looked down on this competition and that he took part in this merely for Anya.

However, it was very strange that the organizers of this completion invited Paula.

Jerry had just received this shocking news, so he hurried over to tell Cohen.

"Mr. Olson, I got the internal information that they are going to invite Ms. Tucker," the assistant started to report in awe, "But Mr. Welton also went to invite her. Is this Mr. Welton's intention?"

Cohen said flatly, "What does it have to do with you?" He didn't plan to tell Jerry that Paula had been taken over by him and was locked in the basement.

The fewer people who knew about this, the better.

"I'm concerned about you." Jerry was afraid that Evan would find out Cohen's dirt and made him discredited.

Cohen was a talented designer who had sprung up in recent years, he still had some scandals abroad.

Cohen once had injections of drugs and had sex with whores.

Jerry had helped Cohen solve the matters abroad. But, if the dirt was dug out, it would definitely not be accepted in the country.

Jerry did not want Evan to find the dirt and then suppressed Cohen.

"Fry your own fish. Develop the photos and take them to me." After Cohen gave this order, he began to slowly take off his shirt.

After taking it off, he felt dizziness.

It seemed that he would have a fever.