Elliot and Avery

Chapter 10

The living room instantly fell so silent that one could hear the sound of a beating heart.

Avery stormed back to her room and violently slammed the door shut.

The loud bang rumbled through the entire mansion.

This woman dared slam a door in Elliot Foster’s house. She must not fear death.

Everyone turned their gaze to evaluate Elliot’s reaction. He looked calm and composed as if he was not angry at all.

Normally, if anyone were to make a sound louder than 60 decibels in front of him, he would definitely frown.

The sound of Avery’s slamming door was at least 90 decibels, so why was he not upset?

More importantly, the bottle of wine that Avery had smashed was over thirty thousand dollars. They had not even had the chance to drink it yet.

She broke it without even batting an eyelid.

“D*mn, I heard that Miss Tate’s father passed away a few days ago. Seeing as she showed up in black, she must have just returned from the funeral!”

Someone had mustered up the courage to break the silence.

The woman in the white dress was a senior manager at Sterling Group’s PR department, Chelsea Tierney.

It was her birthday, so she had invited a few of Elliot’s friends to the house to also celebrate his recovery.

Her earlier altercation with Avery was a huge blow to her pride.

Chelsea noticed Elliot’s unbothered expression, but she knew him well enough to know that he could blow up at any moment.

She returned to his side and apologized cautiously, “I’m sorry, Elliot. I didn’t know her father had passed away.”

Elliot snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray. He smoothly picked up his wine glass with his long, slender fingers and downed its contents in one swift gulp.

He placed the empty glass back on the table, then said in a low, sensual voice, “Happy birthday.”

Chelsea’s ears turned red as she responded, “Thank you.”

“Also, Avery Tate isn’t someone you can touch,” Elliot said as he adjusted the collar of his shirt. His voice carried a hint of warning. “Even if she were just a pet in the Foster household, I’m the only one who can push her around.”

Chelsea panicked.

“But you’re about to divorce her, so she would be even less than a pet by then!”

instantly

longer wanted, I still won’t watch

up the shattered wine bottle and take away

filled up

her hand on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side of Elliot

shots as punishment! You may be the birthday girl,

up her glass and prepared to take three

bodyguard who immediately walked over

guys go ahead!” Elliot said

as he left the room with reddened eyes. She gulped down three shots.

Both the stars of the

to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking

would make her give up! Elliot is still planning to divorce Miss Tate,

she’s quite beautiful, but she has

……

her knees in her arms

her tears for the

final apology before his death constantly echoed in

of the hatred that she had felt for him had vanished

until she fell into a deep

next morning, her

changed into a clean nightgown and

eaten well the past few days, and she was

arrived at the entrance of the dining room,

her, “Breakfast is ready, Madam!

past, Avery avoided Elliot like the plague. She was scared

the thought of him delaying the divorce

the seat furthest from him and sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her,

of wine last night costs thirty thousand

His voice was indifferent.

around her fork as

for

kind of wine was that

her to pay

looked like

back was drenched in a cold sweat, and

pale face and said, “This is a warning. If you break something in my house again, you’ll pay

stopped hurting upon hearing this, and

suffer side effects during the early stages of pregnancy, ranging from vomiting

the occasional bout of nausea,