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

it were something I no longer wanted, I still won’t watch as someone puts

that moment, Mrs. Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered wine bottle and take away the dirtied

up Elliot’s wine

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

three shots as punishment! You may be the birthday girl,

picked up her glass and prepared to take

side at his bodyguard

go ahead!” Elliot said before he returned

as he left the room with reddened

the stars of the night left. Do

course! It would be good for Chelsea to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking

her give up! Elliot is still planning to

Tate, she’s quite beautiful, but she has a bad temper. How does Elliot put up with

……

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

her tears for the past

final apology before his death constantly echoed

had felt

she fell into a deep

up the next morning, her

into a clean nightgown and walked out of the

days, and she was so

the entrance of the dining

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

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

the thought of him delaying the

the seat furthest from him and sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she was about to eat when Elliot

last night

His voice was indifferent.

around her fork

thousand dollars for a bottle

kind of wine was that

her to

he think she looked

of pain in her stomach. Her back was drenched in a cold

Avery’s tired and pale face and said, “This is a warning. If you

hurting upon hearing this, and her

effects during the early stages of pregnancy, ranging from

bout of nausea,

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