Elliot and Avery

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

wanted, I still won’t watch as

Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered wine bottle and take away the dirtied

filled up

She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side of Elliot said as he tried to lighten

right! Chelsea, hurry up and take three shots as punishment! You may

glass and prepared to

side at his bodyguard who

Elliot said before he

the room with reddened eyes. She gulped down

Both the stars of the night left. Do we

would be good for Chelsea to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking she’ll become Mrs.

happened tonight would make her give up! Elliot is still planning to divorce

Avery Tate, she’s quite beautiful, but she has a bad temper. How does Elliot put up

……

her knees in her arms as tears

held her tears for the past

before his death constantly echoed in her

she had felt for

she fell into a deep

up the next morning, her eyes were swollen and

a clean nightgown and walked

the past few days, and

entrance of the dining room, she

immediately greeted her, “Breakfast is ready, Madam! Come over and

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

thought of him delaying the

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

bottle of wine last night costs

His voice was indifferent.

her fork as

for a

of wine

expecting her

think she looked

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

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

hearing this, and

early stages of pregnancy,

of nausea,