#Chapter 41
Evelyn
/"He did what?/" Ivan nearly erupts in a roar.
/"Oh my God!/" Yasmine joins, completely giddy with excitement as a big smile takes over her face.
Ivan quickly shoots her a murderous glare and then looks at me with the same intensity.
/"What did you say?/" He asks in a grave tone.
/"I agreed. The function is for orphans. I couldn't refuse. You know I love children./" For a second I assumed my reply would make Ivan relax in understanding, but he sighs as if a whole planet was now resting on his shoulders.
/"He's manipulating you into spending time with him. So he can win you over and then hurt you later./"
Yasmine speaks before I can. /"For fuck's sake. Now you sound like an old cranky granny who's had more heartbreaks than my vinyl collection./"
/"Your vinyl collection consists of Harry Styles and he's had only three albums./"
