"What did she contact you for?" Avery asked.

"She said she needed an assistant and asked me to recommend one to her," Wesley said with an expression of irony on his face. Then he laughed and continued, "Guess what her requirements were for picking an assistant? She wanted someone who was Professor Hough's student and whose skills weren't worse off than hers… She might as well have just said that she wanted to find someone who could single-handedly take on Shea's case. As if someone who was better than her would agree to be her assistant! I don't know if she's shameless or just plain stupid."

Avery also found the entire thing ironic.

"She obviously doesn't have the skills for the job, but she insists on sticking around. Elliot Foster isn't an idiot. He'll find the truth out sooner or later," Wesley said. "You're too soft-hearted, Avery. Not many people would treat their own rivals in love."

"You wouldn't say that if you met Shea," Avery said with a bland smile.

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