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

 

longer wanted, I still

 

moment, Mrs. Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered wine bottle and take away

 

filled up Elliot’s

 

hand on Miss

 

as punishment! You may be the birthday girl, but you did go a little too

 

her glass and prepared

 

glanced to the side at his bodyguard who immediately walked over and helped

 

guys go ahead!” Elliot said

 

room with reddened eyes. She gulped down three shots.

 

Both the stars of the night left. Do we

 

for Chelsea to give up,

 

happened tonight would make her give up! Elliot is still

 

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

 

……

 

guest room, Avery held her knees in her arms as tears quietly streamed down her

 

had held her tears for the

 

his death constantly echoed

 

that she had felt for him had vanished

 

fell into a deep

 

morning, her

 

a clean nightgown and walked

 

well the past few days, and she was so hungry

 

at the entrance of the dining

 

Cooper saw her and immediately greeted her, “Breakfast is

 

Elliot like the plague. She was scared of

 

him delaying the divorce gave

 

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

 

last night costs thirty thousand

 

His voice was indifferent.

 

around her fork as her

 

for a

 

kind of wine was that

 

her

 

looked like

 

pang of pain in her stomach. Her back was drenched in a cold sweat, and she had lost her

 

glanced at Avery’s tired and pale face and said, “This is a warning. If you break something in my house

 

hearing

 

during the early stages of pregnancy, ranging from

 

the occasional bout of nausea, Avery had yet

 

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