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

 

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

 

filled up

 

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

 

You may be

 

and prepared

 

to the side at his bodyguard

 

Elliot said before he returned

 

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

 

Both the stars of the

 

would be good for Chelsea to give up,

 

doubt what happened tonight would make her give up!

 

Tate, she’s quite beautiful, but she has a bad temper. How

 

……

 

held her knees in her arms as tears quietly streamed down

 

dam that had held her tears for the

 

apology before his death constantly

 

felt for him had vanished without a

 

she fell into

 

up the next morning, her eyes

 

into a clean nightgown and walked

 

past few days,

 

arrived at the entrance of the dining room, she saw Elliot’s back and

 

Cooper saw her and immediately greeted her, “Breakfast

 

the plague. She was scared of offending

 

him delaying the divorce gave her a boost

 

down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she

 

bottle of wine last night costs thirty

 

His voice was indifferent.

 

around her fork as her

 

dollars for a

 

kind of wine was that

 

her to pay for

 

think she looked like

 

stomach. Her back was drenched in a cold

 

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

 

upon hearing this,

 

suffer side effects during the early stages of pregnancy,

 

the occasional bout of nausea, Avery

 

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