The term "Young Madam" clearly pleased Joshua Hughes, his thin lips curving up into a sexy line.
"Does it matter if she wins or not? She just likes to play, so let her play more. If she plays herself to death, that's on me; if she loses, that's also on me." Joshua's long fingers lightly tapped the table, exuding an air of arrogance and dominance.
His gaze was firm. The meaning of his words was very simple: if Avery Jane won, she could demand Tate Hunter's life; even if she lost, he would still fulfill Avery Jane's wish. Either way, Tate Hunter was as good as dead.
He definitely had to kill Big Head Geogre and his son. If he didn't act, Atlas Hallow would make a move, but how could he let Atlas do it when it was something he was doing for Avery Jane?
Edward Parker truly felt that Joshua Hughes was domineering to the point of being outrageous.
Luckily, this man was not an enemy. Even if they weren't best friends, they could still be considered friends.
