“To hire her back. Isn't that what you want?"

“Evelyn, are you trying to piss me off?" he asked through gritted teeth.

“What did I do?" she asked.

He helplessly pressed his forehead against hers.

“How about I hire her to work for Theo Group instead?"

“Huh? Why?"

“I'LL make her my personal assistant. I can even put one more desk in my office so that we could work together in close proximity. What do you think?"

Of course, Evelyn could tell that he was saying that for the sole purpose of annoying her.

“Not bad. But I don't think another desk is necessary. Why don't the two of you just work together in your Lounge?"

“Why don't we skip breakfast? I can think of better things to do than have breakfast!" Sheffield suggested, grabbing Evelyn and lifting her up.

She let out a cry of surprise and lowered her head to regard the man holding her.

"No, breakfast is ready. I was wrong. Put me down!"

“Oh? Wrong about what?" he asked with a smirk.

“Um... I... I don't know." She gave up.

He felt a headache coming on.

“Listen up. I'll tell you!"

She nodded.

"I don't give a damn what happened to Gillian. I don't care where she goes. She can live on the streets for all I care!" When that woman had decided to mess with Evelyn like that, she flushed the last trace of her friendship with Sheffield down the drain.

"You brought it up!" She felt wronged.

“Yes, I did. It was a simple question. That bitch Lea complained about me to Peterson. He texted and asked me about it. That's why I said anything at all. Get it?"

“Yeah. Can you put me down now?" She hadn't washed her face yet.

Sheffield Lowered her gently so she could get her footing.

“You're off the hook for now. But if you make me unhappy next time, I'll..."

His voice disappeared in the woman's feigned serious look

"Sheffield," she said in an expectant tone.