How dare he humiliate her?! Angela had the urge to strangle Evan. Alas, she couldn't do that when he was no less than a mafia king. Getting rid of her would take less effort than swatting a fly. It was exactly why she wanted him on his side—because he was so powerful—but he definitely wasn't going to be of any help. She picked up her bag and stood to leave, aware of the stares from the women in the room. They must be gloating in her predicament, not that there was anything she could do about it.
"Wait." He called after her when she had reached the door. She had the urge to ignore him and leave. What if he was only calling her back to humiliate her further? It was a possibility she couldn't ignore, but she also couldn't ignore the possibility that he had changed his mind. He might not want to directly help her because of his friendship with Desmond but he might have just the right connections.
So she turned to face him. What was the worst that could happen?
