Chapter 412
Trapped in Love
Chapter 412 I Didnât Figure Out It Was You
Caroline said, âThey can give it a try this afternoon
Scott asked, âYou donât mind having a driver with you, right?â
Caroline replied, âNo, not at all. Letâs go together this afternoonâ
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Evan checked the votes for the clothes at MK at 10.00 a.m. and then called Joan.
Joan asked indifferently, âI lost, didnât I?â
Evan smiled and reminded her, âDonât forget your promise.
Joan asked, âWhat do you want me to do?â
Evan said flatly. âI heard youâre in Angelbay. Iâd like to meet you to discuss this if possible.â
Joan replied, âYou seem to know a lot about me. Iâll text you the restaurantâs location. Just come
over.
Soon, Evan received a text from Joan and replied: [Iâll be there in 15 minutes.]
He then grabbed his coat and left his office.
At the restaurant.
Evan located the private room Joan had mentioned. He opened the door and saw Joan wearing a
green shirt and red pants, her makeup heavy, and her hair short.
As their eyes met, both were stunned.
Joan stood up in bewilderment. âEvan?â
Evan narrowed his eyes, and finding his voice took him some time. âRyann?â
This name unsettled Joan. She glanced at the door behind Evan. âClose the door first.â
Evan co
complied and approached the dining table. âDonât worry. No one knows you here.â
Joan was serious. âDonât mention that name again.â
Evan observed Joan, surprised to discover she was Ryann, his former landlord in Spania. He had
moved there when he was still a university student, driven by his despise of staying at the universityâs
dorms.
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Ryann was a woman who bore the visible signs of abuse every month when she collected his rent. Two
years into his stay, police officers had come to question him about Ryann. It turned out she had killed
her abusive husband.
After that, Evan never saw her again. Unexpectedly, she had survived and become a top
international designer.
Curiosity painted Evanâs face. âSo, is Joan your new name after you left prison?â
Joan shrugged. âIsnât it nice?â
Evan smiled. âYeah, itâs quite neutral. People wonât recognize you
Resting her chin on her hands, Joan observed Evan. âYouâve grown up so fast. Youâre no longer the
aloof youth I saw back thenâ
Evan chuckled. âIâm curious how you managed to get out.â
Joan explained, âMy mom hired a reliable lawyer, and I won the selfâdefense case. After leaving prison,
I changed my name and reconnected with my former teacher to resume my designing
career.â
Enlightened, Evan said, âCongratulations on your comebackâ
Joan laughed. âHey, why did you want to meet me?â
Evan replied, âI want you to be the chief designer for my fashion company.â
âSure,â Joan agreed without hesitation, having known Evan for two years and eager to assist his
company.
Evan smiled, adding, âTake on G and help my company rise in the Etes fashion industry again.â
This surprised Joan. âG?â
Evan repeated, âG.â