But she is not. Her heart was given away long ago, at the age of fifteen, when that gentle man promised her the opportunity to earn money by testing dicine. Yet, he gave her a vitamin every day.
Lucas Yates is such a man. He is willing to help you, but he never hurts her self-esteem while doing so.
In all that ti, he silently did everything for her, so her heart was long buried in the grave with that one person in the world who truly cared for her.
Except for Wenyard Cooper, all the n in this world are the sa, only coveting her beautiful facade; no one has truly entered her heart.
"I’m a very boring woman. Mr. Hughes, I’m not as tempting as you imagine," Avery Jane felt his breath slowly approaching, carrying a faint but distinct and pleasant masculine scent.
The woman’s words made Joshua Hughes raise his eyebrows slightly.
Boring?
He seed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, looking at her with a half-smile: "Boring? There isn’t a woman in this world who is truly boring."
His deep voice was as enticing as a strumming harp string, Joshua Hughes leaned closer to her, observing this breathtakingly beautiful woman under the interplay of light and shadow: "Believe , you are definitely not a boring woman because, I understand you better than you do yourself..."
His breath was as devilishly tempting, slowly approaching.
The light outside was good; through this not very large office, the whole space seed to be filled with the faint scent of Joshua Hughes.
His scent was pleasant and filled with temptation.
Unlike Lucas Yates, whose scent always carried a faint trace of dicine or disinfectant, noticeable only when very close.
At first, she always frowned, saying his scent was unpleasant. Over ti, she made herself adapt to it, but now it seed like a habit; without that scent, she felt uncomfortable.
She, like a little puppy, gently sniffed, but quickly her eyes grew dark.
That wasn’t the scent she wanted? No matter how excellent a man is, none match Wenyard Cooper’s scent.
"Mr. Hughes, I know you’re very wealthy, more accurately, perhaps wealthier than I imagined, and you already have Evelyn. She is a good girl; you should treasure her. As for , I truly haven’t got the heart to play gas. Please stop these actions, I would be very grateful to you." Avery Jane looked at the man in front of her, so close that his handso features seed magnified, carrying a seductive and captivating allure.
"Are you kidding?" Joshua Hughes seed to hear the funniest joke in the world, happily sat down, his eagle-like sharp eyes watching her, he didn’t want her gratitude; he wanted her.
A woman speaking nonsense with eyes wide open, how dare she say Evelyn Yates is a good girl.
If she were good, Evelyn wouldn’t have troubled her at the Yates Family.
Is she so kind of saint?
Can forgive others’ mistakes, but truth be told, in her eyes, he is utterly insignificant; she’s rely trying to shake him off by saying these words.
"Mr. Hughes, you know, I don’t. I truly think so," Avery Jane’s tone carried a hint of helplessness.
Now even M.C. Headquarters is his, aning at least one year of her contract is in his hands.
To prevent artists from forgetting their roots once they beco famous, M.C. Headquarters set a huge penalty when signing contracts. If she breaches the contract, she simply cannot afford it.
This ans for this year, she has to engage with this man.
How dangerous and frightening he is, she’s only touched the surface but already feels hard to cope with.
Knowing she isn’t his match, distracting his attention is the best strategy, like Evelyn Yates.
She’s so eager to hand him to another woman, wanting to detach herself completely from him?
This realization slightly displeased Joshua Hughes.
"Rest assured, I, Joshua Hughes, have not reached the point of needing to force a woman," his voice, cold and disdainful, his tall body sitting on the sofa, noble like a king, exuding an uninvited authority.
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