Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 671 - 361 What kind of thing is she?_3
Avery Jane thought with a headache, someone gently patted her on the shoulder from behind: "Avery, what are you thinking about? You’re so lost in thought."
Angela Scott stood behind Avery Jane, holding a cup of coffee, smiling brightly.
"Nothing, Scott."
Avery Jane came back to her senses, her eyebrows slightly weary, speaking faintly.
"Avery, are you with Mr. Hughes?"
These past few days, things have been particularly strange, like Lisa, although she’s been released, all her engagements have stopped.
"Don’t guess randomly, he’s just someone I know, that day I really had no choice but to ask for his help."
Avery Jane gave a bitter smile, a trace of displeasure flashed across Angela Scott’s face, but it was so quick that nobody noticed.
"But having a friend like Mr. Hughes is really nice."
Angela Scott felt a pang of jealousy in her heart, Avery Jane, I’ve known you for so many years, you’ve obviously become Joshua Hughes’s woman, why do you still hide it from me?
Do you not consider me a real friend at all?
Or are you afraid I’ll take advantage of you?
Avery Jane didn’t say anything more because she didn’t know how to explain this to Angela Scott, and being close to someone powerful is like being close to danger, one less person to worry about her is always best.
Let her bear all her pain alone, there’s no need to involve anyone else.
Because she understands that Joshua Hughes is truly an unfathomable man.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Avery Jane?" The flower delivery boy seemed a bit stunned, looking at the girl before him, no, calling her a goddess would be more appropriate.
A simple blouse, fitted leggings, hair tied up simply, she was as beautiful as the freshly flown-in white roses in his hands.
"I am."
The goddess spoke little, her voice clear and melodious.
The flower delivery boy felt a thrill of excitement: "These are your flowers, please sign for them."
White long-stemmed roses lay quietly in the purple, cloud-like thin fabric, long stems elegant and noble, still carrying glistening dewdrops, each one so pristine it made the heart ache.
A small card accompanied the bouquet, reading: "Flowers are like me, feelings like fire; passionate yet fearing the chain of lovelessness."
No signature, no clue of the sender.
"Who sent this?"
Avery Jane signed her name, asking the flower delivery boy.
"I don’t know, I just deliver the flowers, and we’re not allowed to disclose client info."
The flower delivery boy seemed to be a student worker, quite young, with a shy smile on his face.
Avery Jane didn’t press further, staring blankly at the white blossoms, wondering who would send such a bouquet?
She could be certain it wasn’t sent by Joshua Hughes, he wasn’t the type to do such things, nor write such words.
Then who else could it be? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Brian Yates?
Also possible, he knew she liked simple elegant things, but she had already plainly rejected him, hadn’t she?
Who else could it be?
Avery Jane couldn’t figure it out, in her life, only these two men had close interactions with her.
"Avery, Grant is participating in the annual charity auction in the city this time, and there’s a banquet afterwards. Typically, you’re expected to attend; have you thought about your date? It’s best if you have one, but if not, you could find a male model from the company to go with you."
Angela Scott suppressed her displeasure, starting to discuss work-related matters with her, unhappy as she might be, the job still needed to be done well.
"I don’t have one, but can’t I go alone?"
Avery Jane muttered internally, why does one always need a date, going alone should be okay.
She didn’t want to have any more dealings with men, even for just a formality.
"Of course not, everyone’s bringing dates, it’ll be so inappropriate if you don’t, besides, this is tradition. The city’s biggest event of the year is this banquet, so many influential people, business tycoons will attend, it’s your chance to expand your network. You can’t just rely on this one ad for a living."
Angela Scott explained patiently.
Since you don’t truly consider me a friend, then let’s talk only about business.
Angela Scott’s heart slowly fermented, maturing their relationship, and a sour taste emerged.
But Avery Jane hadn’t noticed yet.
"Let me think about it before answering you, when’s the banquet?"
How to find an appropriate person?
The image of a man’s tall and athletic figure suddenly flashed through her mind, and Avery Jane scared herself into a cold sweat with this thought, it’s like seeing a ghost, how could she think of him in such a situation.
