Chapter 294: What Exactly Do You Think I’d Do?

Avery doesn't know what to say. Evan stares at her over his cup of coffee—his expression calm and calculating. She bites her lip and looks at her father. His eyes are wide, and there's a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. He's twisting the linen napkin around and around in his hand.

"Answer his question," Anthony hisses.

"I'm asking you because I don't understand your decision at all," Avery says. "You just admitted that the Peters Company isn't doing so well—why are you so determined to buy it? What do you want, Evan?"

Evan laughs low in his throat. Avery tries to glare at him, but he's too busy typing something on his phone to notice. His long, white fingers slide back and forth across the glass screen, and Avery shivers; she can't help but remember how they felt on her skin.

"You know exactly what I want," Evan says with a slow, meaningful look.