Chapter 4

Warren's kisses were always dominant, oppressive, and unreasonable. He'd never give Evelyn a chance to free herself.

Warren pushed Evelyn back against the desk and gripped her chin with one hand while the other held her down by her waist. Her soft body made his body tingle with excitement. He could hardly keep his dick in his pants as it was raring to go out.

He'd been having constant sex with Evelyn while he was still with her. No matter how much he wanted from her, Evelyn would always give it to him. Even at times when he fucked her until she passed out, Evelyn still never complained.

However, the Evelyn now kept struggling under him with her whole being. She was even crying, fat tears splashing down her face.

Warren didn't continue any further.

Instead, he reached up and wiped her tears away. He then said in a scratchy, unsatisfied voice, "Evelyn, this game is not over until I say it is. Understand?"

Evelyn glared at him with tears in her eyes. She parted her bleeding lips and said, "Warren Larkin, I'll never stay here and let you humiliate me anymore!"

Warren bent over and licked the blood away from her lips. His lips were upturned in a smile, but his eyes weren't smiling at all.

"If you're not afraid of sacrificing your entire family, then go ahead and try me."

Then, he stood up and cast a glance at Evelyn's messed-up skirt and her long legs beneath it.

Evelyn felt thoroughly humiliated. She hurriedly straightened out her clothes and walked out of the office.

However, just as she pulled the door open, she saw Clara standing at the door in a white dress with an innocent smile on her face.

"Warren, I've brought some breakfast for you."

This was the first time Evelyn saw Clara up close. They really looked alike to each other, especially their noses and their eyes.

This only further proved Evelyn's hunch.

Although Warren misunderstood that Evelyn wanted to be with him for sex and money, he still let her stick around. It must have been because he took her as Clara's replacement.

She'd invested three years with him, only to watch it all go up in flames. And the only explanation for that was that she'd been nothing more than a replacement all along.

Evelyn felt as if her heart had been ripped out of her chest.

She forced herself to calm down. She then nodded at Clara before leaving.

The moment the door closed behind her, Warren turned to look at Clara with coldness in his eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

Clara was so upset that her eyes turned red. She hung her head and looked like she'd been accused of doing something she didn't do.

Her voice caught in her throat as she said, "I'm sorry, Warren, but I heard that you haven't been having your breakfast lately, and your gastric pain has been acting up. That's why I came here to bring you breakfast."

Warren frowned. There wasn't an ounce of warmth in his voice as he said, "Put it there."

Clara immediately broke into a huge smile and hurried toward him. She placed a pink-colored lunchbox on his table and said in a saccharinely sweet voice, "Warren, I know that you love spicy tuna sandwiches the most. Try this! Let me know if you like it!"

Warren looked at the pretty sandwich in the pink box, but he didn't have the appetite for it at all. Instead, he pushed the box aside and said in a low voice, "I'm about to join a meeting. I'll eat it later."

Clara looked disappointed, but she still nodded her head. "Alright then, just carry on with your work. I'll wait here for you. I promise I won't disturb you."

"There's a waiting room next door. Wait there."

Then, Warren summoned Charlie to his room through the intercom. He said, "Bring Ms. Sullivan to the waiting room and get someone to accompany her."

Charlie was quick on his feet. In less than a minute, he appeared at the door and nodded politely at Clara before gesturing toward the door.

"Ms. Sullivan, there are some snacks and drinks prepared in the room next door. I'll get Ms. Lambert to accompany you."

Clara looked at Charlie sincerely and said, "I heard that Ms. Jefferson is a very kind person. I want her to accompany me instead."

"I'm sorry, but Ms. Jefferson is the president's secretary. She needs to attend the meeting with him as well."

Charlie wasn't stupid. He knew that Warren was still fighting with Evelyn. And if he let Clara get between them both, then there was no way Warren and Evelyn would make up again.

Clara smiled and said, "Oh. If that's the case, can she make some coffee for me? I heard that she's good at making coffee."

Warren frowned coldly at her as his eyes turned dark. Evelyn belonged to him. She wasn't someone who could be summoned by just anyone.

However, when Warren thought about how she was dead set on leaving him, he got angry again. Perhaps he shouldn't be spoiling her that much.

He said coldly, "Do as she says."

Charlie was so stunned that he stared at Warren for a good ten seconds. Then, he sighed helplessly inwardly.

Really? Getting your girlfriend to serve your ex? Didn't you know you'd lose your girlfriend like this?

Charlie then led Clara away in defeat.

Evelyn was at her seat preparing documents for the meeting later when Charlie knocked on her desk.

"Ms. Jefferson, Mr. Larkin told you to bring some coffee for Ms. Sullivan in the second waiting room."

Evelyn looked up and answered faintly, "Okay. I'll be there in a bit."

She went into the pantry after she was done with the documents. Evelyn took out a bag of coffee beans and put some beans into the coffee machine to start grinding them.

Just as she was about to brew the coffee, a petite figure suddenly appeared next to her.

Evelyn didn't startle. She said calmly, "Ms. Sullivan, the coffee will be ready in five minutes."

A hint of coldness appeared on Clara's innocent face.

"Don't you find it weird to see me, Ms. Jefferson?"

Evelyn didn't stop her actions and continued brewing the coffee, not lifting her head to look at Clara. She answered faintly, "There are a lot of women who throw themselves at Mr. Larkin's feet every day. There's nothing weird about it."

"Don't you get it yet? Warren is with you only because you look a lot like me. He's never liked you. He only thinks he likes you because he has been treating you as my replacement.

"But now that the real deal has returned, I think it's time for the replacement to go. Don't you agree?"

Evelyn poured the hot water into the strainer, filling the entire room with the delicious aroma. She inhaled deeply and smiled at Clara. "These coffee beans are imported from Itaylee. They're smooth and heavenly. How much sugar do you like in your coffee, Ms. Sullivan?"

Clara felt invalidated. It was as if everything she had just said had no effect whatsoever on Evelyn. She got so mad that she clenched her fists and said, "Evelyn, stop fucking pretending. You're only with Warren because of money, aren't you?

"Here's a check for 10 million dollars. Now leave him!"

Evelyn suppressed her emotions and put a single sugar cube into the coffee before stirring it up as if she'd done it a million times before.

Her voice was calm and flat as she said, "I heard that you've not been the healthiest lately, so I think it's better for you to keep the money for your own treatments. Otherwise, it would be a pity if you were to die before you get to marry Warren."

"Evelyn, you—"

Clara ground her teeth in anger. She never thought that Evelyn would be such a tough nut to crack. Clara glared at Evelyn and grabbed the mug of coffee from the table before splashing it toward her.

The scalding liquid formed a huge arch in the air as it hurtled toward Evelyn's face.