The CEO Gets What He Wants
Chapter 77
“Are you... Cayden's girlfriend?” inquired Lily with teary eyes. “Is your family powerful? Can they help you if you were to get bullied after marrying into this family?”
Avery had no idea how to respond to that.
Since Kendrick mentioned that he was Cayden's stepbrother and that he and Cayden shared the same father, Avery assumed the middle-aged woman talking to her was Kendrick's mother.
After glancing at her family, Lily staggered toward Avery.
“Careful,” reminded Avery as she swiftly reached out to support the middle-aged woman. With Lily's arm around her neck, Avery helped the drunk woman onto the couch.
“I can tell from your clothes that you come from a regular family. Listen to me and stay away from the Moores,” advised Lily with a grimace.
“Go back to your room now!” roared Jeffrey, boiling with anger.
“No!” responded Lily fiercely to Jeffrey. “The one who should leave is Allie! I'm Bruce's official wife, not her!” Even though she had shouted those words many times, she would always repeat them whenever she got drunk.
Lily's eyes turned red with anger as she pointed at Allie and cursed, “You b*tch! Do you think staying quiet makes you seem high-class or something? You're nothing but a good-for-nothing dancer who's slept with countless men before marrying into this family. What the heck was Bruce thinking marrying a cheap woman like you?”
Dumbfounded, Avery glanced at Cayden, who remained calmly seated on the couch.
Even though he was frowning, the man did not say anything to stop Lily. Instead, he lighted a cigarette and shut his eyes while taking a drag.
Suddenly, Avery remembered what Cayden had told her over the phone.
“No pressure. My background isn't any better than yours. Heck, it's probably worse than yours.” That was what the man had said to her.
“Are you sure you want to marry into this family?” inquired Lily concernedly. “It's true that the Moores is a prestigious family in this city and that their reputation is unparalleled, but being a part of them is no different than being dead. Your husband won't care about you, and his family won't pity you.”
Lily then grabbed Avery's hand before continuing, “To make things worse, he'll fool around with another woman no matter who she is or what she does for a living. Even if she's no better than a hooker, he'll treat her as if she's a diamond in the rough. As for us, the wives, we'll have no choice but to stay at home and be understanding enough to ask if our husbands have had a good time.”
“You're stepping out of line!” Jeffrey furiously hit the ground with his cane to warn Lily before turning to speak with Avery in a softer tone. “Please don't mind her, Ery. She's just had a little too much to drink.”
Avery looked at Jeffrey but said nothing in response.
“So you're defending your son and belittling your daughter-in-law? You're the perfect role model, aren't you?” mocked Lily disrespectfully.
“That's enough, Mom!” To stop Lily from worsening the situation, Kendrick grabbed his mother and tried to drag her to her room.
The housekeeper was asked to help, and only after much effort did they finally manage to bring Lily upstairs.
Even though Avery was a floor below, she could hear the noise of things getting smashed violently.
Kendrick did not return after going upstairs, so Avery guessed he was worried about leaving his mother alone.
When a pitiful crying sound suddenly filled the Moore residence, Cayden gestured for Avery to bring the children outside to play.
There was a garden outside the house where bees worked tirelessly to gather nectar even at dusk.
Rory stared at one of the bees and asked, “Will it eat the honey right away, Ms. Ery? It keeps making this buzzing sound.”
However, Avery was too distracted by the situation in the house to hear Rory's question.
“Ms. Ery?” Rory, who was squatting, lifted her head to call out to Avery.
“Yes?” responded the woman after returning to her senses.
“Ms. Ery, what's a hooker, and why did Step-grandma say that Grandma was no better than a hooker?” questioned Rory innocently.
Step-grandma seemed really upset. She even cried! But she poured juice onto Grandma's face. Rory was confused, unsure which one of them was more pitiable.
Avery lowered herself to embrace Rory and kiss the girl on the cheek. “It's better if you just forget about the grown-ups' argument. What do you say we count to three and pretend as if we didn't hear anything?”
“Okay!” Rory gladly agreed with Avery before closing her eyes for the countdown. “One, two, three! That's it, Ms. Ery. I've completely forgotten about it!”