Chapter 857 No Tough Guys Here

• Avery Jones was tall, fair-skinned—the kind of star who gets spotted in a heartbeat. Brayden Scott only dragged his gaze off the chessboard when he saw her.
• “Why didn’t you come down with your bestie?”
• Avery figured it out fast: he’d vanished the second he looked up because he’d seen her with Penelope and was dodging trouble. If he was scared of drama, why pull a stunt like that—hugging and clinging at the building entrance like some tragic farewell?