Chapter 34 

At the Foster mansion, Mrs. Cooper hurriedly sat Avery on the couch as she entered the living room.

“Master Elliot prepared a gift for you, Madam.”

Mrs. Cooper opened up the white gift box on the table, revealing the exquisite white gown.

“Are you sure he gave this to me?” Avery said as she looked at the gown in disbelief.

“Yes, Madam. There’s a dinner tonight that you need to go to with Master Elliot. There are shoes, too!” Mrs. Cooper explained, then opened up another box carrying a pair of fine stilettos.

Avery picked up one of the heels and stared at it with apprehension.

“Why is he taking me? I don’t know any of his friends. Isn’t he worried I’d embarrass him?”

“I’m sure he has his reasons,” Mrs. Cooper replied, “Move on from the past, Madam, and just spend the rest of your days happily with Master Elliot.”

Avery looked up at Mrs. Cooper and then said, “Do you think he’s moved on? We still don’t know what his real intentions are for taking me out tonight!”

“Madam… Was the baby you were carrying before really Mr. Cole’s? I didn’t think you’re that kind of woman,” Mrs. Cooper said.

Avery lowered her gaze and said, “That’s all in the past. Let’s not talk about it anymore.”

Then, she took the gown out of the box and said, “I’ll go try it on.”

“Alright,” replied Mrs. Cooper.

at Florrance Villa that evening. She walked into the banquet hall dressed

grand crystal chandelier, she looked like a mystical fairy that had mistakenly wandered into

were on

Why haven’t I seen her

she’s the Tate family’s eldest daughter, Avery Tate. You

remember hearing something about that. What’s she doing here? Who invited her? That dress she’s wearing looks like the latest

in a fevered discussion as their eyes continued to follow

glanced around the hall but did not see

her high

as soon as she rested herself on

Tate, is the gown you’re wearing

down at


actually haute

something the matter?” she


doubt you can afford haute couture now with your family facing bankruptcy. What I’m trying to say



one humiliated. What does that have to

burst into mocking laughter upon hearing

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