Chapter 1031 - 535: All Her Efforts for Him (Part 2)

Beckett Wright indeed managed to create exactly what she wanted. One evening a month ago, she called Beckett and asked him to design the sexiest dress, one that would make it impossible for men to take their eyes off and utterly distract them. Beckett asked what kind of man she wanted to attract, and she simply told him about a man sitting opposite her. Beckett chuckled softly on the phone and said, "Then let’s make the most daring backless dress, because the man opposite you would definitely be itching to see what your back looks like since a fleeting glance would never be enough; he would always want to run behind you for a proper look." As Avery Jane looked at those extremely fine straps, she slowly smiled and slowly spoke to Eliza Bell...

Beckett Wright must have put all his efforts into this dress to cooperate with her. She had complete confidence in his work. All the preparations were just for that day, the day she could avenge her parents’ blood.

On another night, in the presidential suite on the top floor, Joshua Hughes stood by the window, looking at the neon lights outside that covered the entire city, as charming as a heavily made-up young girl. Not long ago, he had brought Avery Jane to Las Vegas. They had stayed here, and he remembered that moment when he got bailed out from the police station; he hadn’t told her she had returned, but as soon as the elevator opened, he saw her running out of this room with a smile and bare, jade-like feet. He remembered that moment of happiness, the moment he almost believed he had the whole world.

And this sofa, where they had passionately entangled themselves, those memories played out like a movie before him—the fervent kisses, intertwined limbs, her trembling screams, and the way she tightly held onto his shoulders—all were intoxicating and left him unable to help himself. But all of this was like bubbles on the sea; when daylight broke and the sun shone on the sea surface, it burst and disappeared without a trace. He was waiting for the day she would come back, but would she return? Would she let him be alone like this for a long time in the night, waiting to greet the dawn?

"Boss, Mr. Parker is here." Julian Carter politely knocked on the door from outside, then brought Edward Parker inside. Joshua Hughes had Edward Parker come over as soon as he arrived that night, because some things are better discussed face-to-face for reassurance.

"Young Master Hughes, long time no see. I heard you established a new company, bigger than the original Hughes Clan. Truly, I admire you immensely." Edward Parker looked at Joshua Hughes, now more convinced than ever of Avery Jane’s unique place in Joshua’s heart. Because it was the busiest time, yet he still rushed over before the competition in two days. He didn’t disturb Avery Jane, just stayed in the same hotel, and Avery Jane had no idea Joshua Hughes was already here, nor that he had secretly arranged everything for her. This man truly went through great pains for her.

"Have the arrangements been made?" On the Las Vegas turf, it was naturally up to Edward Parker to make the arrangements, and he wasn’t shy about it.

"All set, Young Master Hughes can rest assured." Edward Parker nodded. Even if he hadn’t arranged it well, seeing the setup today, Joshua Hughes had booked the entire top floor with two rows of sharp and intimidating bodyguards that made people feel reluctant to approach.

And his personal assistant, who was also a notorious figure. It seemed he came prepared this time, determined not to let anything go wrong with Avery Jane. He could even believe that in different floors of this hotel, there were different guests, all with a common purpose: to ensure Joshua Hughes’s woman encountered no mistakes. Avery Jane definitely didn’t know that if she went out for a shopping trip now, at least dozens of tourists-disguised bodyguards would be silently following her, just to ensure her safety in Las Vegas.

Over the past two days, Las Vegas had become particularly lively, tinged with a hint of tension. Participants from all over the world had already arrived for the competition, and Las Vegas hotels were filled with these people and those who came to witness this rare event. Tickets to enter the venue for the competition were already extremely difficult to obtain.

"Sister, are you nervous?" The sun had risen, heralding the start of a new day. Eliza Bell watched Luna quietly dress in new clothes: black trousers, white shirt, black petite blazer, poised and immaculate, exposing not a hint of her flawless skin.