"No one named Avery Jane, never heard of her," Dame Jasper said while peeling a deep red wax apple and expertly packing it into a bag.
She looked at the man, and he seemed much more competent than her son somehow, but Zoe, that girl, didn't like him. Even though she asked her not to say anything, she was definitely going to help.
"Have you seen this person?" Joshua Hughes held up his phone. In the picture, the young girl's expression was serene and beautiful.
"You should have said earlier; that's Zoe. She paid the rent yesterday and left, said she was going somewhere else. Now I have to find a new tenant again. She said she'd rent for six months but didn't even stay for half a year. Young people these days just talk nonsense," Dame Jasper said with an angry face, feeling like she was putting on an act.
A faint anxiety tinged Joshua Hughes's handsome brow.
"Did she say where she was going?"
She left, just the day before he found her. Joshua's heart began to sink.
