Mr. Huxley Needs Our Help

Although the Devons weren't a first tier family, they were close to being a first tier family. His golden locks, lanky body and perfect height made him the ideal type for girls. And because people didn't fail to tell him how handsome he was, he was prideful.

He strolled into the room fully with his two bodyguards, eye-searched for somewhere to sit and walked towards it.

Coincidentally, it was directly opposite Collette. He looked up and locked eyes with Collette. Then he scoffed, "No one told me this whore was here with her befitting husband."

No one dared to correct him, except Aster. Although Collette hadn't shared the real reason she refused to get married to a seemingly perfect man like Henry, Aster knew it must be something really bad. After all, her best friend was a very good judge of character.

"Little wonder why she couldn't put up with you. If I were her, I would've killed you and gone to jail." Aster spat out with raw hatred.

Henry tilted his head a little towards the
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