Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 90 Unexpected Encounters

Chapter 90 Unexpected Encounters

"Miss Adams, shall I escort you inside?" John maintained his respectful demeanor towards her.

"No need. I'm waiting for my friend. She's on her way."

From a distance, Avery spotted a woman in a red fur coat, looking like a flamingo. She was wearing

nude stockings and high heels.

Avery suddenly didn't want to admit to knowing her. She hadn't expected her friend to arrive late and

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Isabella, accompanied by a gust of fragrant breeze, came over with exaggerated sunglasses. Avery

turned and said, "No, I mistook someone else. I'll go in first."

"Avy, wait for me!"

In her high heels, she walked up to John, took off her sunglasses, and glared at him. "Did you upset

Avy again?"

John never commented on a woman's attire but at this moment...

"Do you think the Treasure Pavilion is a nightclub? Dressing like this for a disco?"

Isabella had a fiery personality, and she already harbored resentment towards Jacob. Seeing John, his

lackey, made her even more annoyed.

"If you die, I'll definitely dress like this and go disco-dancing on your grave."

John couldn't be bothered to argue with a woman. "Come with me."

Isabella took out the invitation and looked proud. "No need. I have a reserved seat."

While they were talking, Avery had already gone upstairs. Martin used to enjoy coming here. He didn't

have many hobbies, but he liked collecting antiques.

From the bronze cauldrons to jade artifacts, he had bought quite a few when the family was affluent.

No one knew that in his leisure time, Martin would even make pottery himself, firing teacups and bowls.

He was such a down-to-earth and artistic man. If the evidence weren't irrefutable, Avery couldn't have

imagined that he could commit such a heinous act.

As Avery roamed through the antique-filled building, she saw some of the treasures behind glass

displays, several of which looked very familiar. Weren't they the treasures Martin had collected before?

One wooden carving of Maitreya even had a small tooth mark on the money pouch. It was from the

year she was six when Martin jokingly said there was candy in the pouch. She bit down hard, almost

breaking her tooth. The wooden carving now had a small tooth mark, making it even more childishly

adorable.

Warm memories from the past filled Avery's heart. Her eyes welled up a bit as if she were a child again,

unwilling to leave the glass.

When she snapped back to her purpose for coming today, she turned around and met Jacob, who was

also standing in front of a display booth.

He had a refined appearance, his black wool coat outlining his sharp figure. He looked at her with black

pupils l, like a black hole with no end in sight.

Jacob only glanced at her casually before retracting his gaze.

"Excuse me." Avery walked past him with a cold expression as if the two of them had never

intersected.

Layla approached him with a smile, "Jacob, why are you here?"

Sarah chimed in from the side, "Of course, it's for you. Layla. You and Mr. Hill are really affectionate.

You're inseparable even before marriage. You can't bear to be apart for a moment."

Suddenly, Sarah noticed Avery's presence. She grabbed Avery and, once again, without any regard for

her own well-being, asked, "How did you sneak in? Where are the security guards? How did they let

her in!"