"Then you blame me now?" Evans said, glaring at Kenand.
"It's not like that, Sir. You're closer to her. Why didn't you tell Andrea? What if things turned out like this? How can I endure embarrassment in front of Mr. Lee," said Kenand?
Evans looked thoughtful. Not without reason, he wanted to make Andrea an artist.
He had known Andrea was talented at this for a long time.
"Call Andrea over here," Evans said.
***
"What's calling me?" asked Andrea, who had just entered Evans' room.
She tried to look here and there to ensure no one saw her in Evans' room.
"No one's going to suspect you just because you walked into my room, Andrea," Evans said.
"What is it?" Andrea asked, even though she knew why Evans had called her.
"You must know why I called you here," Evans said.
"Sorry, but I'd say no to this," said Andrea.
"Why? Why don't you want to? I know this is your passion, Andrea," Evans said.
