NovelAppThe security guard recognized him and took the initiative to chat with him. "You are the husband of Miss Tate, the owner of house 13, right? | remember you." Elliot's eyes darkened awkwardly. "We divorced." "Oh... No wonder we don't see Miss Tate around lately," the guard said as he retrieved the visitor form. "Are you going in?" "She isn't staying here?" Elliot accepted the form but did not fill it in right away.
"Her door is always closed during my morning round, but | can't say for sure.
Maybe she is just resting at home. | think she got sick and is probably recovering from it." Elliot immediately proceeded to fill in his information at the guard's words and tried to sound as casual as possible when he asked, "When did you hear of her falling sick?" "About two months ago! She hired a new nanny, and I've spoken to that person a couple of times. She is a nurse, and she was hired to care for Miss Tate," said the guard as he studied the information Elliot had written down, before opening the gates for him.
Taking note of what the guard said, Elliot strode into the residential area.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAvery had gotten sick two months ago and even hired a nurse to take care of her.
Her situation had to be critical for her to have hired an in-house nurse.
Elliot hurried toward her mansion, and as the guard had said, the door was closed. The yard was abandoned, and there were no clothes hanging on the second floor's balcony. Through the windows, he could see that every door inside the mansion was shut, and there was no sign of anyone living in it.
He stood under the sun and waited, not knowing what he was waiting for. He could have rung the doorbell to find out if there was truly no one inside, but he did not.
His instinct told him that there was no one in. Avery was not there, but where could she be? He stayed for another ten minutes, before finally leaving.
By the tMike hurried arrived at the resort, Avery had recovered from her earlier shock and frustration.
"I'm fine, Mike," she said calmly. "It just feels kind of horrible to hear that someone wants to bring my company down to their feet." "Who? Who said that?!" Mike roared furiously.
"The people around her called her Ms.
Jennings," Avery said. "She is in charge of all matters concerning Tate Industries ?a+; WKT; is currently getting ready to set up a branch here in Bridgedale." "Natalie Jennings!" growled Mike. "Elliot hired her himself. | don't know if those two knew each other before this, but Elliot trusts her." The thought of having to face this woman gave Avery a pounding headache.
"I didn't know that she stays here as well.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLet's move to a different place!” Mike suggested.
They had no clue how long Natalie was going to stay at the resort, but if she was here to set up a branch, she could remain in Bridgedale for over half a month. If the team had chosen to stay at the resort, there was a high chance of running into Natalie.
Mike was not personally afraid of Natalie, but he did not want Avery to cinto contact with her.
After a moment of silence, Avery said," Let's just go home! | will have my stitches removed soon, so it's tto go back." "Sure. Let's move back today." After having their lunch at the resort, they made their way home, and in an hour's time, their car pulled into the residential area.
Coincidentally, the guard was on patrol with his scooter.
"Miss Tate, your ex-husband cover this morning looking for you. He didn't see you around so he left something in the guard room for you. Letbring it here for you."
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