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Yvonne Sage went the extra mile. For a year and some months, she worked on her career, her looks, and her confidence. The last time she left NY, she did a lot of research on Avery, realizing that she was very intelligent. Instantly, she understood that that was what made Anderson addicted to the little woman, recalling how he had told her in time past to take her academics seriously.

Harriet paused, wearing a pensive expression. "Actually, I am very interested. It's a much-needed break from my hectic schedule, but the only drawback is Ava," she said, pouting lazily as she glanced at me. "I know, right? It's such an eyesore," I nodded, stretching my legs out in front of me. She nodded in agreement. "I don't think she should have been invited. Just because she became quite popular after marrying a wealthy man doesn't mean she should be given special treatment," she remarked, prompting a chuckle from my mother as she placed her tea on the glass table.

She smiled and walked out the same way she came in, making him to shake his head. As soon as Charlotte left, Jacob entered. He saw the look on Avery’s face, turned back to watch Charlotte and then shook his head. “You are married, Avery.” He said. Avery snapped his head towards his direction. “And?” “You shouldn’t be looking at single women like that.” What? “I am looking at her because she is a dunce.” He retorted. “How is it possible that a dunce is my secretary for close to two years now?” “Charlotte is not a dunce. If only you know what she does to make sure the desk of Avery Trent works smoothly, you wont call such a perfectly good secretary a dunce.”

It was evident that Henry's preparation and dedication to the presentation were not in vain. Avery, who had initially harbored reservations about Henry, found himself pleasantly surprised by the depth of insight and foresight displayed. The strategic initiatives outlined by Henry aligned seamlessly with Avery's vision for West Tech's future. The nuances of market trends, potential challenges, and innovative solutions were artfully articulated, leaving an indelible impression on everyone present.

Both looked at Avery in disappointment. Even though Avery had committed an unforgivable act, Valerie still considered being lenient with her. However, this wasn't the first time Avery had behaved so irritatingly. Over the years, Avery had interfered with any girl showing interest in Brian. She went to the extent of spreading rumors about Brian being gay, leading many to believe he had no interest in women. Avery drove away every potential romantic interest until she went abroad to study. By then, none of the women in Brian's and Avery's social circle dared to approach him.

Xavier looked at his wife and asked, "Sweetheart, how would you solve this problem?" They all looked at Xavier with questioning eyes. Avery looked at Xander and gave him a solution within a few seconds. Xander smiled brightly and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you working in the Public Relations Department?" Hunter laughed out loud and asked, "Xander, do you remember a five-year-old child who won the Mathematics Olympiad when Xavier was thirteen years old?" Xander nodded his head and asked, "Are you that Avery Martins?" Avery nodded her head and replied, "I am working at the hospital as the Neurosurgeon. However, I have been trained by my father to solve matters in the company." Xander was so im

Avery replied. Avery was a very beautiful, she was as beautiful as her sisters Madison and Gloria though some may say even more beautiful. She had black silky hair, very fair pale skin, black catlike eyes with tick lashes and full lips. She was a scientist. Her looks made look quite agile and daring but mostly smart. "Where's mum??" Avery asked. "She'll be home soon." Madison replied. ******* In the passenger seat of a limousine sat Irene and the head maid. She had gone shopping today with the head maid because she had nothing to do today and was tired of staying home all day.

“Tell me the rumors aren’t true. You actually skipped lunch again?” Relief flickered across Ava’s face. “I’m the CEO, Harper. It’s part of the job description,” she said, hugging Harper— grateful for her presence and distraction. “Correction, you're the CEO, not a robot.” Harper stepped inside, placing a paper bag on the desk. “Brought you roasted chicken paninis, extra basil. Now you have no excuse.” Ava’s lips curved, warmth softening her features. “You didn’t have to…”

She gestured that she would fetch it herself when she had a moment. “Is there a problem with my service?” Harper inquired, her tone shifting. Avery realized Harper had been a high-ranking member of the Planning Circle. She sensed the woman's hidden resentment at being turned into a "coffee-fetcher" for a mute Monroe. Avery quickly showed her the laptop screen, displaying complex chemical formulas for restoring ancient silver. Irene’s—Harper’s—eyes widened. A trace of genuine respect flickered across her face. “This... this is your design?” Harper’s voice hummed with astonishment.

Lesley waited a few minutes for Avery to calm down before she spoke again. The woman's eyes were overflowing with tears after releasing all the grievances she had for her; she could not help but feel sorry. "Do you know what kind of life I had before I met Kieran?" she suddenly asked. Avery looked at her for a second before rolling her eyes. "I don't know. Why should I care?" the woman answered gruffly.