"Zamond?"
The instant Evianne saw Zamond standing behind her, she felt as though a bucketful of icy water had cascaded down onto her head.
Zamond's thin lips curled in a faint sneer, his eyes glinting coldly.
Though standing there in a leisurely manner, he was emanating a powerful brooding air.
Evianne felt as if she were caught committing a******y.
But the truth was that she had done nothing wrong.
She licked her lips and promptly pushed Chris away with all her strength.
But her action served only to make her look guilty.
Evianne was panic-stricken.
Chris, surprisingly, caught on to the situation before her. He greeted Zamond in a deep voice. "Mr. Tanke."
Zamond's eyes raked their faces before he strode out of the elevator.
He ignored Chris' overture of friendliness, walked str
