When His Eyes Opened
Chapter 19
Chapter 19
It was Sunday, and Avery did not get out of bed until it was ten thirty in the morning.
It was the first time she had slept in at Elliot’s house.
When she walked out of the room, the group of men in the living room shifted their gaze toward her.
Avery was dressed in a loose nightgown with her disheveled hair falling to her shoulders, framing her clean, spotless face.
She did not expect Elliot to have guests that day.
Elliot and his guests stared sternly at her as if they did not expect her to suddenly appear.
Something snapped in Avery’s head.
When she realized the awkward situation she was in, she instantly turned around and made her way back to her room.
At that moment, Mrs. Cooper walked over and pulled her in the direction of the dining room.
“You must be hungry, Madam. You were sleeping soundly when I went to your room earlier, so I didn’t wake you.”
“Those people… Who are they?” Avery stammered.
“They’re friends of Master Elliot. They came to visit him. Don’t worry. It’s fine even if you don’t greet them,” answered Mrs. Cooper.
“Okay,” Avery responded.
She did not even greet Elliot when she saw him, why would she greet his friends?
If she had known that he was having guests over, however, she would have woken early and spent the whole day out.
Elliot’s friends in the living room were very interested in Avery.
“Elliot, why’s that young girl staying with you? Is she a caretaker? Or maybe…”
“We’re all adults here. Elliot is a man, after all. It’s normal to have a young lady in his house! Ha ha!”
When Elliot did not respond, everyone shut their mouths and dropped the subject.
“Do you guys know Avery Tate from Tate Industries? They say she’s Jack Tate’s daughter—”
“I know. She called me Friday night asking for an investment, but I hung up before she could finish talking.”
“She really is something. What does her father’s debt have to do with her? She must be insane for jumping into this mess!”
“Young people are reckless like that! I looked into their new product, but it’s a total bust! A self-driving system might sound cool, but the conditions are complicated and uncontrollable. Whoever invests in it would be an idiot!”
……
to the discussion in
she took her laptop and went to a nearby cafe to work
had limited abilities. She needed to focus on her
received a new email around four in
on the table after reading its contents and then read
signed
Tate Industries’ new product. He wanted to learn
mind was filled with
this person apart from the fact
in working with Tate Industries, he could have just set up a meeting
consideration, Avery
a
Z’s reply came shortly
quite the sense of humor, Miss Tate.
was an image file attached to the
opened the file, her eyes instantly widened
bank account showing he had close to
it was a tremendous sum, Avery stared at the image and did the calculations in her head many times before she was able to confirm
Her hands were trembling as she
going overboard? Who
you send over your bank account number, and I’ll bank
into? All you need is
Z did not respond to Avery’s
sent him a screenshot of an
that could only receive funds, so it did not matter if he turned out to be a
pursed her lips and
transfer notification
and saw that Mr.
…
at the cafe that Avery was
Z really
to Shaun and said, “This balance of eight
Shaun was ecstatic.
is he from? You should set an appointment with him and talk face to
“All he gave me
great! Send the address to me, too. I’ll go
“Okay,” Avery responded.
put the issue of Tate Industries’ impending doom
but wonder about the identity of Mr.
eight hundred thousand dollars, and he had never even met her. Did he have too much
it was, Avery thought
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