Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

In the vast CEO office, the black swivel chair gleamed with a cold, eerie light. The defiant and indifferent man sat there, his eyes bloodshot, looking as if he hadn’t slept for a long time.

It was as if he had been deeply tormented by anxiety and worry, gripping his phone tightly in his hand.

In the past two days, nearly everyone had turned the city upside down, while he waited for news of her.

Joshua Hughes felt as if he was being pushed to his limits.

His entire heart was tortured by intense pain and agony; he knew she probably hated him in her heart. She didn’t like him, didn’t even want to speak a word more with him.

But he couldn’t care about all that now. He wanted her to appear now, to appear in front of him immediately, right now.

The phone displayed a selfie of her, and Joshua Hughes’s gaze halted, landing on her calm and unaffected, yet impossibly beautiful face.

The deep gaze was entangled and infatuated, unable to look away.

The little designer was not with her; he quickly found him.

Beckett Wright had not left the city; he only said that, as a friend, he took her to the hospital and cared for her a bit, then she said she wanted to leave, and she left.

Joshua Hughes knew he was lying, but there were no suspicious call records or emails.

This Beckett Wright must know something. Not touching him now doesn’t mean he won’t later. He’s waiting for the opportunity because he knows once the storm passes, Beckett Wright will definitely contact Avery Jane and seek her out.

Joshua Hughes’s eyes gleamed with a chilly light. He wanted the city to return to peace. The more peaceful the surface appeared, the more at ease Beckett Wright would feel to find her, no doubt about it.

”Recall everyone, also inform the police department that there’s no need to go door-to-door, and continue to secretly follow Sir Hamilton. Do not alert him, do not disrupt his life.”

Everything became simple with one order from Joshua Hughes.

The most prosperous city quickly returned to calm.

Joshua Hughes’s life went on as before, except that he began to attend various occasions with the legendary fiancée.

Everyone thought Young Master Hughes had been captivated by the beautiful Evelyn Yates, offering felicitations to Old Master Yates, saying that having a daughter like Evelyn, while not enough to topple a city, could certainly bring a man to his knees.

Time passed slowly, day by day, and no one noticed the deep, invisible gloom in the eyes of the god-like man, waiting like a beast in the darkness for the appearance of his beloved prey.

Everything seemed calm, but beneath the surface, there were turbulent undercurrents.

Alexander King rushed into Nora Thompson’s office in a frantic state, nearly driven mad.

Nora really was like a fearless newborn calf; who did she think Joshua Hughes was, to dare secretly remove his person?

Don’t be fooled by the seemingly calm past few days; the quieter it is, the more frightening it is. He knows his brother too well.

”Charlotte, be honest with me, where did you take Avery Jane?”

Alexander King’s eyes were full of worry; this was no joke.

No matter how rich the Thompson Clan is, no matter how much Isaac Thompson dotes on his daughter, if things come to a head, there is no way they could withstand Joshua Hughes, and the outcome would be the worst, even resulting in the breakup and dissolution of the entire Thompson Clan, which is exactly what Joshua Hughes loves to do.

”What are you talking about?”

With delicate brows slightly furrowed, her pure face remained unmoved, as if she couldn’t understand what he was saying.

”Don’t think you can fool me.”

Alexander King suppressed the urge to shake her awake: ”Ever since that day Avery Jane helped you out at the dinner, I checked your past. You met in home economics class, right? You two really hit it off. This time, it was you who asked Sir Hamilton for help, wasn’t it? You’re very clever, Charlotte, Joshua indeed won’t act against such a revered old man, but it doesn’t mean he won’t ever know it was you behind the scenes.”

Alexander King almost growled, lowering his voice.

This woman seemed so gentle, yet her courage exceeded that of a man. Was she borrowing courage from the heavens?

That day, he saw it clearly. Because Joshua Hughes’s attention was on Avery Jane all evening, he didn’t notice the small exchange of glances between Avery Jane and Nora Thompson, but he saw it all clearly.