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!”

gaze instantly turned

it were something I no longer wanted, I still

Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered

filled up Elliot’s

didn’t mean to do that. She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side

may be the birthday girl, but you did go a little

glass and prepared to

the side at his bodyguard who immediately

said before he

watched Elliot’s back as he left the room with reddened eyes. She gulped down

the stars of the

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

up! Elliot is still planning to divorce

quite beautiful, but she has

……

the guest room, Avery held her knees in her arms as tears quietly

tears for the past three

apology before his death

had felt for him

she fell into a deep

morning,

changed into a clean nightgown and walked

days, and she was so hungry

the entrance of the dining room, she saw Elliot’s

her and immediately greeted her, “Breakfast

past, Avery avoided Elliot like the plague. She was

thought of him delaying the divorce gave her

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

last night costs thirty thousand

His voice was indifferent.

fork as her mind went

for a bottle

kind of wine was

expecting her to pay for

he think she looked like she

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

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

stopped hurting upon hearing this,

side effects during the early stages of

of nausea,

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