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!”

 

instantly turned ice

 

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

 

walked in to clean up the shattered

 

up

 

be mad, Elliot. Chelsea didn’t mean to do that. She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man

 

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

 

glass and

 

to the side at his bodyguard who immediately walked over

 

Elliot said before

 

the room with reddened eyes. She

 

the stars of the

 

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

 

give up! Elliot is still

 

she has a bad temper. How does

 

……

 

held her knees in her

 

dam that had held her tears for the past three days

 

his

 

of the hatred that she had felt for

 

she fell into a deep

 

the next morning, her eyes were swollen and

 

a clean nightgown and

 

had not eaten well the past few days, and she was so hungry that

 

the entrance of the dining room, she saw

 

her and immediately greeted her, “Breakfast is

 

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

 

of him delaying the divorce gave

 

chose the seat furthest from him and sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast

 

of wine last night

 

His voice was indifferent.

 

fork as her mind

 

dollars for a bottle of

 

of wine was that

 

her

 

think she looked like

 

Her back was drenched in

 

face and said, “This is a warning. If you

 

upon hearing

 

effects during the early stages of pregnancy, ranging

 

occasional bout of nausea, Avery had

 

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