When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 125 Avery pulled out her phone and called Cole. 

“Hello? Avery?” Cole answered.

“Cassandra’s dead. Did you know?”

“What?! What do you mean she’s dead?! I’m at the hospital for a checkup…. She was fine when I talked to her on the phone last night,”

“Did you fight?” “No!” Cole exclaimed.

A few seconds later, almost as if he had remembered something, he added, “I remember now. Cassandra was here when Uncle Elliot came home for dinner last time. It wasn’t a pleasant night. Uncle Elliot told her that she won’t have much longer to live, and she’s been terrified about that conversation ever since-”

“That’s impossible! I was with Elliot all night. He didn’t do anything!”

Cole sighed, then said, “Why do you lose all reason every time Uncle Elliot’s involved? I’m just saying what I know. You’re the only one I’d tell this to. If the police asked me, there’s no way I’ d mention this…”

“Listen up, Cole Foster! You better not have anything to do with Cassandra’s death. The police will get to the bottom of this!”

“It wasn’t me. I don’t have a motive! I wouldn’t resort to murder even if we got into a fight,” Cole responded coldly, then added, “Avery… Ever since you fell in love with Uncle Elliot, I’ve become nothing to you.”

“Please keep that bullsh*t to yourself! What was I to you when you were messing around with Cassandra behind my back?!” Avery snapped, then furiously hung up the phone.

talking to?”

Cassandra Tate’s boyfriend,”

been hanging out with

walked out of the police station that afternoon and

muttered, “I couldn’t recognize her, Mom… It was just all blood…

It was her life! It had nothing to do with us! All we need

did it…” Avery said. “I don’t believe it! Elliot

“Even if it was him,

Cassandra broke the law, then the law should be the one

anything about her uncle’s crimes?” Laura said, then held Avery’s hands in hers and added, “I didn’t say that murder isn’t wrong. I’m just saying that Cole might not be

to tell you this… I’m leaving now

not in your right mind right now. I’m

at least a week, and so,

at the Foster mansion at two in the

aloof expression and pale complexion made his

to you, Elliot,” Avery said

clasped Avery’s small one. His hand was like a lion’s large paw. It wrapped around hers

used to the affectionate