NovelAppAt eleven in the morning, Avery got off work early to find a place to change her phone screen.
She found a repair shop about a kilometer away. She walked over and handed her phone to the staff there.
She waited for about half an hour. Her phone with a new screen was returned to her.
After she paid, she left the shop.
It was just in tfor lunch. She called Mike.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'm outside, what do you want to eat? I'll bring it back for you." Mike heard her voice and felt extremely awkward. If she knew that he had told Elliot about her, she would surely be mad.
"I'm having lunch with scolleagues,” Mike refused politely, "Why don't you head hand rest after lunch!" "Hmm, then I'll just head home." She could clearly sense Mike being aloof and distant from her, but her head hurt terribly, she did not have the energy to deal with it.
After hanging up, she walked back to her office and drove away.
She only had one week. She had to properly think about how she was going to bring that up to Elliot within the week.
At the Sterling Group. Elliot pondered for about two hours. He decided he was not going to ask Avery about it. Just like what Mike said, even if he asked her, she would most likely not tell him.
This thing could not have happened within the past two days. She had kept it a secret for so many days, how could she possibly tell him the truth at that moment? Unless he had evidence of her being threatened.
Evidence was easy to find. All he needed to do was get the recording of the call between Avery, Henry, and Cole.
He made a call, getting someone to investigate Avery's calls.
After the call, someone knocked on his door and entered his office.
"Mr. Foster, what do you want to eat for lunch?" Chad entered.
"I don't have an appetite." Elliot's face was pale. His tone was cold.
Chad was a little alarmed. He could not guess what had happened. "Then, I'll just buy something that you might like." Then, he left Elliot's office quickly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn the way to getting lunch, he dialed Ben." Ben, something is wrong with Mr. Foster." "What happened to him? He looked fine when | saw him this afternoon.” "| asked him what he wanted for lunch. He said he did not have an appetite. More importantly, he was looking terrible,” Chad said worryingly, "l don't dare to ask about what happened, but | have a feeling that something terrible has happened.” "Are you callingto ask him what happened?" Ben did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hmm. I am only a lowly assistant, but you are different,” Chad said fawningly, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you too." "Okay! I'll go check up on him. Buysomething light. My stomach hasn't been doing well recently.” Atter the call, Ben cto Elliot's office. He pushed open the door =d'?PJS> entered. When he saw Elliot, he instantly understood why Chad was worried.
Elliot looked terrible. He was a completely different person when he saw him that morning.
"Elliot, get off work! Let's go have lunch,” Ben said in his usual passionate manner.
"Chad went to getlunch.” Elliot rejected him.
"Oh, then, I'll get Chad to getstoo," Ben said. He pulled a chair over and sat opposite Elliot. "What happened? Why do you look unwell? Nothing is happening to the company!" "Lethave speace and quiet." "Okay, then. If you have anything, don't keep it in. You can talk toabout it anytime!" Ben said, he then got up and left.
About half an hour later, Elliot's phone rang.
At the stime, a knock con the office door. Chad brought lunch and entered.
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