Chapter 1089 - 562: Let Him Keep His Pride as a Man (Part 3)

"Otherwise, I’ll have Julian send you." He indeed has many things to handle, but he’s uneasy letting her return alone, so it’s better to let Julian Carter drive her.

Avery Jane looked at the exquisite food box, nodded; carrying something so heavy, it was good to have Julian Carter do it. She wanted to ask him what was truly going on between him and Eliza Bell.

The parking lot was empty and desolate. Even the mild night breeze outside couldn’t reach this underground level. Julian Carter carried the food box without turning his head. His voice was cool and indifferent: "Miss Jane, there’s something I know I shouldn’t be the one to say, but the boss is unlikely to ever ask you for this. I hope, considering all he’s done for you, that you might sign over the eight percent of decision-making power from the Hughes Clan back to the boss. The situation is quite tense now; although we could address things without that eight percent, it would require much more effort. All you have to do is sign your name, Miss Jane. It isn’t difficult, is it?"

Avery Jane’s pace slowed gradually. Why doesn’t he let her help him? Is it male pride, or is his self-esteem too strong, or does he have other thoughts? She didn’t know what the world was truly like outside for men, but why wouldn’t he let her assist him?

Julian Carter listened as the footsteps behind him seemed to have stopped. He turned to glance back and saw Avery Jane standing there, her gaze unwavering as she spoke: "He must have his reasons for not wanting me to know. His pride is his own to maintain, and we should allow him that. I believe he’ll be able to resolve this matter perfectly. Assistant Carter, you’ve been with him long enough that you should know him better than I do. If he doesn’t want to do something, no one can force him. If he succeeds, I’ll stand beside him on the mountaintop to enjoy the view. If he doesn’t succeed, we’ll walk together, no matter how arduous the journey."

Julian Carter was taken aback. He was simply considering the fastest way to solve issues but neglected a man’s pride. How could someone like Joshua Hughes allow his woman to assist him, or show any vulnerability in front of her? Now he started to understand why Joshua Hughes loved Avery Jane so much. Though they hadn’t met long ago, Avery Jane already seemed to understand what kind of person Joshua Hughes was at his core. A proud man would never bow his haughty head, no matter how empty-handed he might be......

The two exchanged a glance, saying nothing more, and got into the car. From behind a pillar in the parking lot, a man stepped out of the shadows, wearing a terrifyingly repressed smile: "Brother, you’re really fortunate that the mysterious eight percent rests in your woman’s hands......" His voice was cold and damp, seeping like a ghost emerging from the depths...

Watching the car drive away, the face that bore some resemblance to Joshua Hughes didn’t possess Joshua’s pride, dominance, nor confidence, but rather malice and cunning that made people want to avoid him. The aura around him was like that of an animal’s decaying corpse, exuding a faint stench that grew increasingly unsettling and filled with dread...

Evelyn Yates sat alone in the empty villa. Even if Luis Hughes didn’t mention it, she knew about the upheaval at home.

Half of the household staff had been dismissed, and her monthly allowance had decreased. Looking at the child asleep in the crib, tears began to fall one by one. She knew Luis Hughes married her only because of her son, but this loneliness was driving her insane. Sometimes looking at that face resembling Joshua Hughes reminded her of how worthless, cheap, and laughable her love really was.

Yet, even if it was a ridiculous love, she loved so earnestly. If it weren’t for Avery Jane, if it weren’t for her appearance, wouldn’t everything be different now? All because of that hateful woman, she should be condemned to the Inferno for sure — why does she get to revel in Joshua Hughes’s love?

"What are you thinking about? Thinking of my dear brother?" A somber voice sounded behind her as she sensed Luis Hughes’s footsteps slowly approaching. His shadow began to envelop her, and she felt fear, wanting to pull back, but found herself already cornered......