Joshua Hughes coldly watched everything. Even if she won, it couldn't soften the lines between his brows; he remained as stern as a glacier.
Did his woman need to use allure to win?
Atlas Hallow looked at Joshua Hughes, seated not far away, and could somewhat understand such feelings—it was, indeed, discomforting.
Charlotte Miller was completely different from Avery Jane. If such a family feud fell upon Charlotte Miller, she probably wouldn't do this.
"Charlotte, if it were you, what would you do? I mean, if you encountered such a situation?" Atlas Hallow leaned his strong body slightly towards Charlotte Miller and whispered close to her cheek.
