There was a picture.
It was an obscure photo. A naked woman held a man's waist with both hands.
The woman was Maeve. As for the man, although he turned his back on Maeve, Avery recognized him. It was Evan Howel.
Avery pinched the phone so tight that her hands kept trembling slightly, and her fingers and ankle already turned pale.
"Stay calm!" Avery tried to remind herself to be calm.
"It is not true. Evan didn't mean to do that."
Avery glanced at her phone, checking who sent her the message. At the same time, she happened to see the picture again. Avery felt uncomfortable and almost cried.
But soon, Avery stopped crying.
She can't believe it was Evan Howel. However, the photo wasn't photoshopped.
She glanced at the sender again. Through checking her personal information, she suddenly realized that it was Yuki.