His words pierced her heart like sharp arrows, making her already fragile heart bleed profusely, the pain unbearable.
Joshua Hughes stood there, his handso face carrying a chilling darkness and a hint of sarcasm.
He stepped closer, the oppressive air around him growing like a fog enveloping her, almost making her feel defenseless.
Avery Jane tried hard to straighten her chest, trying to make herself a bit more resolute.
The man, noble as a king, slowly enveloped her petite figure with his aura, his lips curling into an evil smile as he watched her pretend to be strong.
"You are the first woman to reject , and not just once. So Avery Jane, I’ve been thinking about that day, how shall I enjoy you, my poor little widow?" He laughed with a devilish chill.
The pain in Avery Jane’s heart exploded like fireworks. This devil, how could he hurt others like this?
The word "widow" made her heart clench into a tight knot.
Lucas Yates, the most cherished na, had beco just words on a tombstone—cold, hard, and devoid of warmth.
"Little spirit, everything you do is for that man. What else have you done for him?" Joshua Hughes could not admit the discomfort in his heart.
From the mont her soft hand touched his back, he damn well wanted to lose his temper. Did she also massage that man like this?
She loved Lucas Yates so much that she would probably do anything for him. Damn it, anger darkened his ink-black eyes.
"Mr. Hughes, this is my personal matter. Please stop being so aggressive." Avery Jane retreated a step like a startled young beast, trying to escape his enclosure.
His fingertips still retained the slippery softness, yet elastic texture of her skin—like egg whites, an incomparable transparency that even those won using the best and most expensive costics could not match.
"I’m looking forward to the day you co to beg ." The man’s hoarse voice was filled with hints and blatant intentions.
"You can go, Avery Jane. I’m looking forward to your next visit, hmm?" His gaze, like a sharp pair of scissors, seed capable of cutting her clothes into pieces, and Avery Jane could almost picture it.
Escape from him, run far away, just hoping that this month could pass without incident, and henceforth, they would never et again.
Watching her slender figure flee in panic towards the door like a small animal being hunted.
Sparks flickered in Joshua Hughes’s dark, ink-black eyes, a confidence exclusive to the victor, and the joy of a predator about to capture its prey.
This woman will ultimately submit beneath his body, yielding to his every demand, and this day is coming soon, possibly not even needing to wait another month.
At the Hughes Castle, in the hall decorated like an Imperial Palace, Evelyn Yates looked at the ssage from the unfamiliar phone number. The few photos clearly recorded Avery Jane entering the central building of the Hughes Clan, going up the elevator, and then disappearing after pushing the door to enter the president’s office.
She stayed in the office for over an hour. What could a man and a woman do in that hour?
Uncontrollable anger flared up from deep within her heart.
Avery Jane, you shaless mistress, today I will tear away your false mask and let everyone see your fickle true self.
Always wearing black, pretending to be imrsed in sorrow, yet bold enough to go to the Hughes Clan to seduce my man. Despicable!
It’s already hard enough to guard against those covetous won outside, and now I also have to guard against my own family. What does this an?
The brightly red lips, painted with lipstick, alluring and seductive, were now tightly bitten together: "Housekeeper, prepare the car, I want to go ho."
She ordered in a deep voice, full of the deanor of a mistress.
The housekeeper glanced indifferently at the woman standing in the living room wearing a sexy long dress and draped in fur. Her appearance now was vastly different from a few days ago, jewel-studded and incredibly wealthy.
Even her way of speaking assud airs. He had been with the family for nearly forty years, even before Joshua Hughes was born, he had followed Old Master Hughes. Even Mr. Hughes never spoke to him in such a tone. This woman is truly arrogant.
The housekeeper sighed softly in his heart. All these years, there hasn’t been a suitable match. It looks like the young master’s marriage will have to be delayed again.
Yates Family
The maids had already prepared the snacks and juice that Evelyn Yates liked, just waiting for the young lady to co ho.
Harper Johnson paced back and forth in the living room. Her daughter had just commanded on the phone to have Avery Jane wait at ho for her. She imdiately called Avery Jane to co back right away, and it should be about ti.
But she didn’t know what had happened, as her daughter sounded furious on the phone.
This Avery Jane, eating and living for free, what could she have done to provoke her precious daughter again? Now the whole family was watching her.
Her days in the Yates Family had just gotten a bit easier; she better not let anything disrupt her daughter’s marriage.
"Stepmother, what’s the rush for to co back? What’s going on?" Avery Jane entered from outside and saw Harper Johnson in the living room. She had urged her to co back imdiately and didn’t know what it was about.
"It was Evelyn who asked you to co back. She’s almost here. You wait here for her and don’t leave. I don’t know what’s going on either, maybe she wants to eat the snacks you make." Harper Johnson gave Avery Jane a cold glance. She hated this woman the most.
But n all liked this kind of frail and aloof woman, which was extrely annoying to watch. Why didn’t she die along with him? She cursed venomously in her heart and saw her daughter coming back from afar, quickly going to greet her.
"Evelyn, you were looking for ?" Avery Jane hadn’t finished her sentence when a crisp slap landed heavily on her face.
"Evelyn, you..." Evelyn Yates’s slap was strong and solid, making her ear buzz a little. Her jade-like face instantly manifested a visible palm print.
"You slut! Will you die without a man? Look at what you are, your background! Joshua may show interest in you, but he’s just playing with you. You’re a widow who lost her husband, you can never have him, you can never marry him. Why do you still seduce him? How cheap can you get? My brother must’ve been blind to marry you. He treated you so well, and even after he died, you’re here to steal his sister’s man. You are truly heartless! Oh, right, you’re a child without a mother, no wonder you have no manners at all."
Evelyn Yates’s eyes were red with fury, spitting venomous words.
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