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Chapter 91 As if a roaring fire had been warming the room, Elliot felt the chill as soon as Avery had left
the room. Later, Avery went to the bathroom to wash her face. Once she was done freshening u P, she
returned to the exhibition hall.
The exhibition lasted for over an hour, but it passed by in the blink of an eye. Avery saw plenty of
things, but she remembered none of it. After the exhibition ended, she got up.
Charlie asked Avery, “Would you like to go for afternoon tea? I know a new place, and it’s quite good.”
Avery was not interested, and she rejected his offer, “I’m a little sleepy and want to go back to rest.”
Charlie realized that she looked exhausted, and he said, “I’ll take you back.”
“Thank you.”
The two walked out of the first row.
At the exit, Avery saw a familiar face. Seeing that he was waiting for her, Avery turned to Charlie and
said, “Mr. Tierney, why don’t you head out first? I have something to do.”
Charlie also noticed Shaun, the former second-in-command of Tate Industries.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sure. Just call me if you need anything. I’ll wait for you outside.”
After saying that, Charlie strode out.
Shaun waited until Charlie left before approaching her.
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“Are you going to accept Trust Capital’s investment?” Shaun smiled, and he sounded polite.
“I heard that you’re now at Golden Technologies. That’s pretty good,” Avery said.
Shaun replied, “It’s nothing great or horrible as I’m still a vice president… I’m afraid I’m stuck with the
word ‘vice’…”
Avery responded, “You can always start your own business and be your own boss.”
Shaun shook his head. “It’s good to be the vice president as I don’t have to take such a big risk.
Avery mocked. “Oh. That just shows you’re still incompetent.”
The pleasantness on their faces vanished, and hostility surged forth. It was Shaun who had set the trap
that caught Cole. Therefore, Avery was constantly on her guard.
“Avery, why are you so cruel? Are you hiding your nervousness? Hehe. Let me just tell you that I’m no
longer interested in the Super Brain System that you have! Instead, I’ll work with my
research and development team to develop a more powerful system. I’m going to make sure that the
system that you have will be nothing more than artificial stupidity,” Shaun scoffed.
Avery answered indifferently, “Oh. Best of luck!”
“Aren’t you afraid?!” Shaun was secretly raging when he saw her indifference.
Avery smiled and retorted, “Aren’t you the one who should be living in fear? No matter how useless
Cole is, he’s still the young master of the Foster family. You should watch out for him. He might try to
take his revenge on you in the near future.”
Shaun’s face turned as red as a beetroot.
Coming out of the exhibition hall, Avery strode toward Charlie.
“Mr. Tierney, you can leave first! I saw a flower market nearby, and I want to go over and get some.”
Avery wanted to be alone for a while, so she found a random reason.
Charlie nodded. “Avery, my father’s birthday is next weekend, and I want to invite you to his birthday
party.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAvery replied, “Sure!”
Charlie added, “You can bring your mother over. The birthday party will be at my house, and w. e won’t
have too many guests over.”
Avery said, “I’ll go back and tell my mom. Thank you!”
Charlie answered, “No worries. I’ll pick you up.”
Avery said, “You must be busy by then. Let’s talk about it at your father’s party!”
Avery watched Charlie get into the car and leave. After he left, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It was windy, and Elliot was back at his mansion with a fever.
The doctor sighed secretly.
Mrs. Cooper frowned, pulled the bodyguard over, and asked in a low voice, “Did Master Elliot meet
Madam?”
The bodyguard answered, “They met, and they fought again. Otherwise, why would Mr. Foster be like
this?”
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