“Hurt you?" Evelyn found him ridiculous.

"Let me go. Why continue this charade? You really want a loveless marriage?"

Looking at the cold woman, he smiled bitterly.

"If I could, I would have given up already! Can you stop loving Sheffield?"

Could she? Of course not!

“Look, I promised Dad I'd marry you, but I don't have time for this. I have to go. I'm not going to miss my flight because you have some weird notions of what I should or shouldn't do."

“Evelyn, I won't let you travel with another guy!" Calvert wouldn't let her go.

Evelyn was furious.

“I'm not helpless, you know. I could make your life. problematic.“ She had just been too tired to deal with everything. If she wanted to, she could hurt him.

“Of course. I wouldn't expect any less from the daughter of Carlos

Hilton. You could ruin me financially, you could manhandle me. Go ahead. Do your worst. But just Listen to you. What does Sheffield have that I don't? I love you more than that jerk ever will." Calvert got excited. He got closer to her, and she didn't back up. Taking this a sign, Calvert pressed her tightly against the door.

Feeling his weight against her, Evelyn completely lost her patience.

She took out her phone from her bag and was about to call Tayson, but

Calvert took it away in a swift motion.

He tilted his head slightly and moved in to kiss her.

Realizing what he was going to do, Evelyn pushed him away. Caught off guard, Calvert staggered back a few steps. He Looked at the angry woman in disbelief. 'What is it with her? What hold does he have over her? I never get a chance to make my case.’

Evelyn straightened her clothes and warned Calvert in a cold voice,

“Don't make me hate you more!"

Then she turned, opened the door and left the room.

Evelyn walked out of the Alioth Building in high heels. As soon as she hit the parking lot and was about to call Sheffield, she got a call from Nadia.

“Evelyn, bad news! Mr. Stephen had a heart attack. We're waiting for an ambulance now. The Launch is a mess."

A heart attack? Resting her forehead in her hand, Evelyn said resignedly, "Get someone else. He must have alternates. We could also change the Launch date. Can you handle it?"

“I don't think that'll fly. The product designer's here, but only you and Stephen know everything about it. There are CEOs tuned in to watch this online. They saved the date for that reason. If we cancel it..."

After three seconds of silence, Evelyn said decisively, "I'll be right there!"

To Evelyn, the launch of the new product was more important than jaunting off to France.