His Eagle Eyes on Me

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!"

Elliot's gaze instantly turned ice cold.

"Even if it were something I no longer wanted, I still won't watch as someone puts her down."

clean up the shattered wine bottle and take away the

up Elliot's wine

Elliot. Chelsea didn't mean

to lighten the mood. "That's right! Chelsea, hurry up and take three shots as punishment! You may be the

side at his bodyguard

said before he returned to

with reddened eyes. She gulped down three shots. She walked away in her stilletos. "D*mn! Both the

give up, too. Otherwise, she'll keep thinking she'll become

doubt what happened tonight would make her give up!

but she has a bad temper. How

knees in her arms as tears quietly streamed down

her tears for the past three days

his death constantly echoed in her

hatred that she had felt for him had

fell

she woke up the next morning,

changed into a clean nightgown and walked out

few days, and she was

the entrance of the

Elliot's back

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

the past, Avery avoide Elliot like the plague. She was scared of offending him and

thought of him delaying the divorce

the seat furthest from him

front of her, and she was about to

last

His voice was indifferent.

tightened around her fork as her

dollars for a bottle

of wine was that

he expecting her to pay for

she looked like she could afford

in her stomach. Her back was drenched in

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

upon hearing this, and her appetite

suffer side effects during the early stages of

from the occasional bout of nausea, Avery had yet

pieces of meat on her plate, she suddenly felt uneasy and picked

Cooper said anxiously when she saw