"President Hughes, Miss Thompson from Hayward is looking for you. Would you like to take her call?" the secretary reported gently. Joshua Hughes nodded, indicating for her to put the call through.
He fiddled with his phone, looking at a selfie that little girl had just sent him.
Dressed elegantly, with jet-black hair, she sat there perfectly, surrounded by a group of students. They seemed to be in high school, with a few young boys behind her making victory signs while grinning.
This Avery Jane is really something, managing to charm people of all ages, even causing those immature boys to be so excited and rowdy behind her. Damn it.
She should be under house arrest, should never go out. Her beauty should belong to him alone.
While looking at the photo on his phone, he answered the call, "Miss Thompson, congratulations on your marriage?"
Joshua Hughes' thin lips twitched as he spoke politely.
After all, they were somewhat acquainted since he had been Alexander King's best man.
