"Are you his executive assistant or his bed 'assistant'?" the woman who was beside Evan earlier asked, her tone full of scorn as she emphasized the last word sarcastically.
Zaria withdrew her gaze from Desmond and frowned at her. "Why do you sound like it matters much more than it should?"
The woman laughed evilly. "Don't get too smug. He will dump you in a few days."
Zaria was speechless. Why did everyone think she was Desmond's toy and that he would dump her soon? In what way did she look like she could be his woman?
Besides, didn't this black-haired woman already have Evan? Why did it sound like she liked Desmond too?
Ignoring the bizarre woman, she continued minding her own business. To be exact, Desmond was so attention-grabbing that her brain couldn't register anything else around her. She suddenly had the urge to take out her phone and snap a photo of him.
Thinking about it, she quickly reached into her bag and took it out.
