#Chapter 42
Evelyn
Fingers snap in front of my face and clear the fog of my thoughts. /"Boss, you okay?/" Yasmine asks in a troubled tone.
/"Yes, I'm fine. Just thinking about some things./" I give her a smile.
Luckily the conversation moves in another direction. We talk about Yasmine's dates and hear Ivan's opinion on every guy. She flushes in embarrassment as Ivan and I both pick out every little fault in the men she's dated so far.
After lunch, Yasmine and I go shopping to find a dress reasonable enough to be worn at a lavish charity event. Knowing Warren, I know it'll be prestigious and opulent in every sense. And I don't want to look any less than (perfect which doesn't exist) beautiful.
