When His Eyes Opened By Simple Silence

Chapter 871

The elite class for young prodigies that Hayden attends at Central University was unlike any other ordinary elementary school. No matter how much money Avery had, she would not be able to enroll Layla there.

Besides, Layla did not want to join an elite class anyway. She could not understand anything that Hayden was learning about, nor did she have any interest in it. When Mike led Layla out of the house and saw Elliot’s car, he immediately froze in his tracks. Elliot’s driver opened up the trunk to the car and brought out Mrs. Cooper’s suitcases. Mike held Layla’s hand and walked over to check on the situation.

“These are Mrs. Cooper’s things. She resigned from her job at the Foster mansion, so Mr. Foster asked me to bring her things here,” said the driver. “Your boss let you use the Rolls-Roice to send luggage over?” Mike’s intuition told him that it was possible that Elliot was in the car.

After a few seconds of awkwardness, the driver explained, “Mr. Foster is in the car. I was driving him out for breakfast.”

Mike chuckled coldly, then let go of Layla’s hand, walked over to the car, and tapped on the door to the backseat.

smirked, then teased, “It’s seven thirty in the morning. Shouldn’t a pampered company president like you still be in bed? What kind of company president wakes up at seven in the morning for breakfast? Did you not

Elliot remained silent.

breakfast, didn’t you. There are some pancakes left. If

Mike could finish his sentence, Elliot opened the car door and got out. It was Mike’s turn to be speechless now. Was he actually shameless enough to go in and have breakfast? When Layla saw Elliot get out of the car, she immediately frowned.

Layla cry! Otherwise, she’ll complain to Avery when she calls her tonight!” Mike threatened. Elliot stopped

could not help but come over. He would be happy even if he caught a glimpse of

refused to see Elliot,

when she thought that she finally had a father. However, her happiness only lasted for a

back into a dirtbag, but how could her broken heart

bobbed in his throat, and his voice was deep and heavy as he said, “It was my fault. Whatever my reasons, I still hurt you, and that puts me in the wrong.”