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

no longer wanted, I still won’t

in to clean up the shattered wine bottle and

up Elliot’s wine

Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side of Elliot said as he tried to lighten the

Chelsea, hurry up and take three shots as punishment! You may be the

and prepared

his bodyguard who immediately walked

Elliot said

room with reddened eyes. She gulped down three shots.

the stars of the night left.

would be good for Chelsea to give up,

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

but she has a bad

……

held her knees in her arms as

had held her tears for the past three days

father’s final apology before his death constantly echoed in

hatred that she had felt for him had vanished

until she fell into a deep

she woke up the next morning,

changed into a clean nightgown and walked

not eaten well the past few days, and she was so hungry that her

entrance of the dining room, she saw

Cooper saw her and immediately greeted her, “Breakfast is ready, Madam! Come over and have

past, Avery avoided Elliot like the plague. She was scared of offending him and suffering

thought of him delaying the divorce gave her a

Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she was about

wine last night

His voice was indifferent.

hand tightened around her fork as her

dollars for

kind of wine was that

expecting her to pay for

she looked like she

pang of pain in her stomach. Her back was drenched in a cold sweat, and she had lost her

warning. If you break something in my house again,

stopped hurting upon hearing this, and her appetite

women suffer side effects during the early stages of pregnancy, ranging

the occasional bout of nausea, Avery had yet to

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