"Avery Jane, I can help you, as long as you want to leave." Beckett Wright’s tone was very certain.
He had never begged anyone in his life, but for her, he could ask those who might be able to help.
"No need, a good friend of mine is helping , and soon there will be news."
Nora Thompson should get back to her in the next few days.
Avery suddenly thought of a question: if she went back now, would she still have a chance to go out?
Joshua had previously assigned her a driver, and she could go wherever she wanted.
But this ti, he had the housekeeper keep an eye on her. If Beckett hadn’t co looking for her and if she hadn’t been seriously ill, she might not have had the chance to go out.
A bold idea began to quietly brew in her mind.
Her phone was on the table, and Beckett really was a careful person; he rembered to bring her phone.
She reached out to take her phone, her fingers repeatedly sliding over it, unsure if doing this would make it difficult for Nora.
But this ti, being sick seed like a sign, or rather an opportunity, allowing her to escape and not return.
Should she seize this opportunity? If Joshua returns, Avery couldn’t help but shiver; once he cos back, she might not be able to leave.
The little voice inside her urged her: make the call, find the senior, leave here, leave that terrifying man...
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Adam Matt’s Manor
Hosting guests at one’s ho is the highest hospitality for distinguished guests, and it was clear Adam Matt considered Joshua Hughes and Alexander King very important guests.
Not many attended the small dinner party, apart from a few local Chinese dignitaries and Adam Matt with his fiancée, no others were invited.
"Mr. Maitland, why haven’t we seen your fiancée yet? I heard she’s very beautiful?"
Joshua Hughes curled his thin lips into a pleasant arc, raised his glass, gestured slightly, and then took a sip.
"Won are always late, no matter how many clothes they own, they can’t find the best one, right?"
Adam Matt shrugged helplessly; he was accustod to Donna’s behavior and didn’t find it surprising.
Joshua’s smile deepened.
He hadn’t intended to flaunt anything in front of that greedy woman, but happened to et her. So, of course, he had to reminisce with her, letting her realize how blind she had been.
"You have a saying in the U.S.A, ’Speak of the devil and he shall appear,’ allow to introduce the most beautiful woman in the manor, my Donna."
Adam Matt watched as the woman descended the stairs. The red dress made her as strikingly beautiful as a fully blood rose.
Few n could resist Donna’s beauty; it radiated like the sun.
Donna walked down the stairs, enjoying the conquest of male animals. Regardless of her figure, this instinct to conquer emanated from her bones.
The man in the hall with his back to her looked so familiar, like Joshua, but the Joshua she knew was just a poor student.
She had searched for Joshua for so long, but got no news at all.
Joshua’s shoulders didn’t seem so broad, and his hair was longer.
Years ago, she envisioned Joshua at nineteen, young and handso, full of energy. If Joshua had been richer, perhaps she would have married him.
Lost in mories, the man resembling Joshua slowly turned around.
Donna’s eyes widened; she nearly scread. That man was indeed the Joshua she had attended school with—her boyfriend, Joshua.
For years, Joshua’s figure had etched into her mind, but this man was even more handso and charming than the Joshua in her mories. Ti was the finest chisel, refining Joshua’s features to be sharp and alluring.
The commanding and unruly jaw of Jesse Wright lifted slightly, his deep and charming eyes seed electrifying, his figure even more towering and elegant.
Donna seed to recapture the exhilarating heartbeats from those years ago.
"Donna, co over, let introduce you, this is Mr. Joshua Hughes, Chairman of the Hughes Clan Group."
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