When His Eyes Opened (Avery and Elliott)

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.

arrived at Florrance Villa that evening. She walked into the banquet hall dressed in her new, ivory

the light of the grand crystal chandelier, she looked like a mystical

were

is that? She’s stunning! Why haven’t

Tate family’s eldest daughter, Avery Tate. You know, from the soon-to-be bankrupt Tate

Who

crowd engaged in a fevered discussion as their eyes continued

but did not

feel sore from her high heels, so she found an empty

few people approached her as soon

is the gown you’re wearing

down

it not just

actually haute

the

now with your family facing bankruptcy. What I’m trying to say is… Wearing a

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that’s the case, I’d be the one humiliated.

women next to her burst