Chapter 21


    Chapter 21 I’ve Always Wanted Him


    “James…”


    Paul, who had recovered from his shock, hurriedly called out to him, but James didn’t even turn his


    head.


    Kevin looked at James’ back and asked, “Something wrong with your brother?”


    Paul smiled and said, “He’s the only heir of the Evans Group, so he’s under a lot of pressure.


    asionally he lets his temper get the better of him. Please don’t mind his behavior, Mr. Harris.”


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    After simply exining, Paul picked up his ss and apologized to them. “I’ll drink a ss of wine on


    his behalf as a punishment.”


    After finishing it in one gulp, Paul put down the ss and said gently, “You two have fun. I’m going to


    check on my brother.”


    He maintained his politeness and manners throughout the conversation, and since there was no


    reason to keep him any longer, Kevin said, “Let’s meet again next time.”


    Paul nodded, put on his shirt, picked up his suit jacket, and hurriedly left.


    Ka looked like she wanted to y another game. But seeing that Paul had left, she had no choice


    but to throw away the cards


    in her hand and follow him quickly out the door.


    Then, Kevin and Amelia were left in the private room, the silence deafening. Kevin was a little


    frustrated, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.


    He had originally hoped that after having some fun, they could discuss the project, but James had left


    so abruptly before he could even bring it up. Luck was not on his side tonight.


    He was no longer in the mood to y. He waved his hand and drov e the others out of the private


    room.


    After everyone had left, he looked at Amelia with confusion. “Do you know James?”


    From the beginning, James had been making things difficult for Amelia, especially after hearing that


    Kevin had slept with her.


    This proved that there was more to their rtionship than just acquaintances. It was clear that it was far


    deeper than that.


    Amelia sat still in her kneeling position, drops of red wine dripping down her face. The deep red of the


    wine running down her fair cheeks, almost like tears, made her appear stunningly beautiful, yet also


    deeply sad.