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."

in to clean up the shattered wine bottle

up Elliot's

Elliot. Chelsea

sitting on the other side of Elliot said as he tried to lighten the mood. "That's right! Chelsea, hurry up and take three shots as punishment! You

the side at his bodyguard who immediately walked

ahead!" Elliot said before he returned to

gulped down three shots. She walked away in her stilletos.

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

make her give up! Elliot is still planning to

she has a

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

tears for the past three

apology before his death constantly echoed in

felt for him had vanished without a

fell

the next morning, her eyes were

changed into a clean nightgown and walked

the past few days, and she

at the

saw Elliot's

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

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

delaying the divorce gave her

seat furthest from

Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she was about to eat when Elliot

of wine last night costs

His voice was indifferent.

her fork as her

dollars for a bottle of

of wine was that

expecting her

she looked like she could afford

pang of pain in her stomach. Her back was drenched in

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

hearing this,

early stages of

nausea,

when she saw the pieces of meat on her plate, she suddenly felt uneasy and

Cooper said anxiously