NovelApp"Who were you texting? What's with that stern look on your face?” Mike teased.
"It was Tammy. Who else do you think it could be?" Avery shut her eyes, then leaned back on the seat and rested.
"| see. Has Elliot contacted you yet?" Mike asked nosily. "He didn't really betray you this time, right? He didn't marry Chelsea, but he was being threatened instead. You know the reason behind it, too..." "Who told you to stand up for him?" Avery opened her eyes and glared at him.
"Aren't | just speaking the truth?" Mike shrugged. "I swear nobody told me to st "You're right," Avery said agreeably. "He would rather hurt me and the children just to maintain his reputation. Of course, there was nothing wrong with what he did from his point of view." Mike smacked himself on the lips, then said, "I better not talk about him The more | do, the more you hate him." "My hatred for him is constant and won't be affected by external factors," Avery said fairly.
"Got it. Get some rest. I'll wake you when we get home." That evening in Aryadelle, Ben arrived at the Foster mansion and brought with him the news of Charlie Tierney's death.
"| didn't expect Chelsea to become this ruthless, Elliot." Ben opened up a bottle of wine, then poured himself a glass and took a sip. "Charlie was begging on his knees, but she didn't waver at all. | suddenly find her quite scary.” "She's not the scary one." Elliot's Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. Then, he said chillingly, "I was the one who told her that, between her and her brother, only one could live." mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLII0fiflO& 1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWL1i10fif10&1 mmMwWLIII0fiflo&1
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