Desires Die Hard

Melissa only intended to sedate Anya and Evan. She didn’t need an aphrodisiac. As soon as they pa**ed out, she would’ve stripped them of their clothes and left them in bed. She didn’t expect them to actually have sex

The thought of what had happened that night made Sydney’s guts churn with hate every time.

She has detested Anya ever since they were kids. She hated the fact Anya was the daughter of her father’s first wife but she was the daughter of her father’s mistress.

It didn’t matter that her mother eventually married into the MacMillans. Everyone knew and treated her like the illegitimate daughter. They would mock her both openly and secretly and call her a by-blow. She blamed Anya for everything

Without Anya, she would have been the legitimate daughter and not the by-blow.

The years of hate had twisted her mind and soul. It had motivated her to do everything to ruin her sister.

“Sweetheart, don’t worry. She wouldn’t dare to do anything,” Melissa rea**ured her. “I’ll end her if she dares do anything!” she spat with venom in her voice

“Okay, Mom,” Sydney said, feeling a little more relaxed than before.

Everything would be fine as long as her mother was there. Anya wasn’t going to get her hands on Evan and steal him from her!

Meanwhile, back at the café, Anya was ready to dash out of the place.

She was terrified of yet another encounter with Evan. In her frenzy, she forgot to watch where she was going and ran straight into a waitress. The next moment, she heard a loud thud. The force of the collision sent Anya and the waitress onto the ground.

The piping hot and expensive tea that the waitress had been carrying on her serving tray splattered all over Anya. The scathing tea stained the front of her blouse and her waist.

Anya gasped aloud in pain. Sprawled on the ground and her clothes stained with tea, she looked pitiful

“Hey, what’s wrong with you?” the waitress cursed at Anya as she stared at the overturned cup of tea and the stain on the floor. “You should’ve seen me coming your way! What were you even looking at?”

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean it!” Anya apologized profusely as she shoved aside the scathing pain stinging her skin and clambered to her feet.

The waitress wasn’t interested in her apologies at all That tea had cost a hundred bucks a cup! Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Now, it was going to cost the waitress her paycheck for the month. Anyone in her shoes would have felt equally upset

“Do you have any idea how much that cup of tea cost?” the waitress yelled at Anya angrily. “Are you going to pay for it?”

“I will! I’ll pay for it.” Anya was terrified that the commotion was going to catch Evan’s attention. She agreed to paying for the spilled tea without a second thought.

“That’s a hundred bucks,” the waitress said disdainfully as she gave Anya a look. The latter lacked the usual expensive accessories that the café’s typical patrons wore. She probably couldn’t even afford the cup of tea in the first place. That was why the waitress had told Anya the actual price of the tea instead of ripping her off.

Nevertheless, Anya was still stunned by the waitress’ reply. A hundred bucks for a cup of tea? She had come from a rich family too. The most expensive cup of tea that she had drunk cost thirty bucks. How could this particular cup of tea be a hundred bucks? Anya suspected that the waitress was trying to swindle her of her money. It was her fault for running into the waitress in the first place and she was fine paying for the tea. But she wasn’t going to pay for something that was clearly overpriced.

Besides, she was broke. She had just graduated from school and had to pay for the expenses of two children. Ellie was the one who’s been paying for everything in the house.

She just started working at JK Couture and hadn’t gotten her first paycheck yet. She was literally penniless. She couldn’t fork out a hundred bucks.

t’s just a cup of tea…that can’t cost a hundred bucks,” Anya said calmly after collecting herself.

“Why not? That’s just the cost of the tea! It doesn’t include the cup that you broke. Are you suggesting that I’m trying to swindle you?

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Just go take a look at the menu if you don’t believe me,” the waitress said impatiently. This wasn’t the time to start an argument with the woman. She had to brew a fresh cup of tea for Mr. Brown. The young woman rolled her eyes at Anya. “Head to the counter and pay your hundred bucks. We accept cash and credit. I don’t care as long as you pay up. If you don’t, we’ll just have to call the cops.”

Having said that, the waitress kneeled down and began picking up the broken shards on the ground. She had to clean this up and make a fresh cup of tea.

The mention of cops sent Anya shivers down her spine.

There was hardly a need to get the police involved. Wasn’t she going a little too far?