Chapter 10
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.

no longer wanted, I still won’t watch as someone puts

Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered wine

filled up Elliot’s wine

She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other

punishment! You may be the birthday girl, but you did go a little

up her glass and prepared to

bodyguard who immediately walked

said before

the room with reddened eyes. She gulped down three shots. She stomped in her

stars of the night

would be good for Chelsea to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking she’ll become Mrs.

happened tonight would make her give up! Elliot is still planning to divorce Miss

has a bad temper. How does Elliot put up with

……

knees in

had held her tears for the past three days had

final apology before his death constantly echoed in

she had felt for him

she fell into

morning, her eyes were

changed into a clean nightgown and

eaten well the past few days, and

arrived at the entrance of the dining room, she saw

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

She was scared of offending him

the divorce gave

seat furthest from him and sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she was about

wine last

His voice was indifferent.

around her fork as her

thousand dollars for a bottle

of wine

expecting her to pay

she looked like she could afford

was

warning. If you break something in my house again,

upon hearing this,

the early stages of pregnancy, ranging from vomiting

nausea, Avery

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