His Eagle Eyes on Me

"Maybe it's fate," said Chad.

"That's too bad for my baby sister," responded Charlie.

"Forgive me for being forward, Mr. Tierney," Chad said. "Chelsea is an exceptional woman, but despite all the years that she's spent by Mr. Foster's side, he still hasn't fallen in love with her. Even if she spends the next twenty, thirty years next to him... He will never love her."

A hint of malice flashed in Charlie's eyes as he replied, "Thanks for the reminder."

That evening, Elliot took the company's managers out for dinner.

After that, Ben dragged him out for drinks.

Everyone knew that Elliot was in a foul mood, but nobody knew the reason behind it.

That was why they all decided to work together to get him drunk.

Once drunkenness began to show in Elliot's eyes, Ben took his wine glass away from him.

"You haven't said much today. Isn't it stressful keeping everything inside?" Ben said as he switched Elliot's wine glass out for a glass of juice.

Elliot raised his slender fingers to his head and began

to massage his temples.

a low voice with his eyes slightly

room froze in stunned silence.

it possible for anyone to

wrong with Avery

was Elliot Foster a talented man, but

women who love and admire him would line up from here

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of Miss Tate,

"Wait, maybe not. She's quite a looker. If Chelsea's looks could kill, then Avery

we give her a call and ask her

in pain, so reached into his pocket and pulled out

come take you

Elliot's breathing turned heavy.

Ben took it as him agreeing to

at her desk, quietly making

up her ringing

answered the call, however, the voice on the

Miss Tate. Are you busy

Who is it?" Avery said as she felt her

little too much to drink.

have a bodyguard? I doubt the bodyguard is drunk,