Desires Die Hard

We Will Testify Against Evan

"Ms. Tucker, someone was going to kidnap you," Cohen said calmly with great concern. "I saved you and hid you in my house in case he would find you."

"Kidnap me?" Paula couldn't believe her ears, as she had left the design community for many years.

Even when she was in the design profession, she didn't offend anyone.

Why she would be kidnapped, she wondered.

"Yes. I went to visit you and saw someone was kidnapping you. I saved you and brought you home.

"You can stay here, and I'll protect you, Ms. Tucker," Cohen said respectively.

Paula looked around. Suddenly, she shook her head and said, "Cohen, I can't get you involved, although I don't know whom I've offended. I'm going to the police station now."

Even if she knew the kidnapper, she wouldn't care.

As long as she wouldn't get Cohen involved.

In Paula's eyes, Cohen was a poor kid. His family didn't treat him well and often bullied him. He would have been worthless if she didn't teach him and supported him to study abroad.

Paula had never sheltered any apprentice.

But Cohen was the first and the only one.

Because Cohen was poor, persistent, and talented.

That was why Paula broke her rules.

Cohen could remember 100 kinds of fabric material within 10 minutes and quickly designed the style Paula wanted.

Paula didn't want Cohen's design talent wasted.

"Cohen, I won't get you involved."

Suddenly, Cohen kneeled and said, "You're like my mother, and I don't care if I would be involved. It's time for me to repay you. Don't call the police because it's useless. He's powerful, and we won't be able to go against him."

"He? Do you know the kidnapper?" Paula fixed her eyes on Cohen and frowned.

"I don't know him but I happened to cooperate with his company," Cohen said and continued to pretend he cared about Paula's physical conditions. "How are you feeling now, Ms. Tucker. If you don't feel well, I'll ask my private doctor to come."

"It's unnecessary. I'll be fine after a rest." Paula shook her head to reject. She felt warm, as she thought she had a good apprentice.

Paula felt grateful that Cohen didn't give her a cold shoulder when she was in danger.

Thinking of that, Paula suddenly sighed. "Cohen, could you tell me who the kidnapper is?"

"Take a good rest first, Ms. Tucker. I'll tell you after you get well," Cohen said. He didn't plan to tell Paula right away.

He had changed his mind not to kill Paula, his master.

On the contrary, he wanted Paula to testify that Evan had kidnapped her.

But surely enough, if Paula didn't cooperate and ruined his plan, Cohen would kill her without hesitation.

Paula had to agree since Cohen insisted not to tell her. Feeling dizzy, she thought she needed a rest. "Cohen, thank you."

"It's okay, Ms. Tucker. You're like my family. Without you, I won't have anything I have today. I should take care of you."

Paula nodded and felt gratified. She immediately held him up. "Get up, Cohen."

"Okay." Cohen nodded and led Paula to the guest room. After Paula fell asleep, Cohen stood right outside the door of the guest room, thinking how to deal with Evan.

In the afternoon, Paula got enough sleep and felt refreshed. Cohen went to cook for her.

Cohen knew Paula liked eating fish, so he decided to cook a fish for her.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

He served the fish and some mashed potato on a plate, saying, "How's your sleep, Ms. Tucker? Do you still feel dizzy?"

"No," Paula said. She pressed her temples, feeling much better.

Paula was 65 years old, and her physical condition couldn't be better than young people's.

"Good. I've cooked your favorite fish, so please taste it," Cohen said as he pulled the chair for her.

Paula looked at the fish and felt touched.

Cohen still remembered what she liked.

Paula felt worthy to have an apprentice as good as Cohen.

Paula withdrew her gaze and sat down to eat.

After having some, Paula put down the fork and asked, "Cohen, could you tell me who the kidnapper is now?"

Cohen wasn't in a hurry. He poured water for her and sat down. "Ms. Tucker, do you know Evan Welton?"

Evan Welton?

Paula frowned and started to search for anything she had about Evan Welton in her mind.

However, she couldn't remember who Evan Welton was.

"Who is he, Cohen? I don't know him."

"Do you know Gina Gallo?" Cohen gave Paula a hint.

Paula knew Gina so well. She raised her eyebrow and said, "I know Gina. Is Evan Welton her son?"

Cohen nodded. "Yes, he is."

Paula was startled. She didn't believe it, as she had a good connection with Gina. Back then, Gina had dressed the dress Paula had designed for the award ceremony of the year when Gina was the movie queen.

Paula didn't know why Gina's son would kidnap her.

"Why did he kidnap me, Cohen?"

"I don't know it either, Ms. Tucker. However, Mr. Welton is powerful and will find you if he wants," Cohen said slowly, "So, you can stay here for the time being. When the time is right, we will testify against him."