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Elliot took a sip of his coffee, then said coldly, “Forget it.”
He hated crowds and never celebrated his birthday.
“Avery already prepared your birthday present, though. How is she supposed to give it to you if you don’t have a party? You should know that what she’s giving you isn’t something you can get with money,” Ben said, throwing out the bait.
Elliot wanted to pretend like he did not care, but the look in his eyes gave him away
“She knitted a sweater for you! She’s been working on it all day and all night just so she could get it ready in time for your birthday,” Ben continued. “Don’t you want to see it for yourself? I don’t think any girl has ever knitted you a sweater with their own hands before!”
Elliot did not like wearing sweaters because he found them troublesome.
The long process of knitting a whole sweater was even more troublesome!
In his eyes, it was foolish of anyone to do something like that.
However, he would never call Avery foolish.
If she gave him a sweater, he would accept it.
“I know you don’t like crowds,” Ben said. “It’ll just be lunch with a few of the guys.”
Elliot’s brows furrowed, and Ben realized that he had forgotten to mention the most important guest.
“Oh, of course, Avery would be there, too,” he added quickly. “Since she’s already prepared a gift for you, she’ll definitely join us.
Should we do it at your place or at a restaurant?”
“Restaurant,” Elliot replied curtly.
“Got it! I’ll go make the reservation right away! Should I let Avery know or will you?”
“You do it.”
Ben stroked his chin and said, “Haven’t you two been in touch at all? Why not? Jun told me that she kept wanting to go see you…”
“She never did,” Elliot said in a muffled voice.
One could tell just from his breathing that he was upset.
Ben never expected that Elliot was always waiting for Avery to make the first move.
“I bet she’s been busy knitting your sweater! It’s not exactly an easy task, plus it’s her first time making one… Now that I think about it, didn’t you hate wearing sweaters?” At that thought, Ben let his thoughts run wild and added, “Why don’t you give it to me once
she’s done knitting it? I’ve never worn a hand-knitted sweater before!”
Elliot’s expression remained still as he said, “You remembered wrong. I love wearing sweaters.
Elliot was lying through his teeth, but Ben had no reply.
of all the years they had known each other, Ben had never once seen Elliot in a sweater.
Although, perhaps a sweater that Avery knitted for him was much more meaningful than one that was bought with money,
“Your mom called me saying your nephew was discharged from the hospital,” Ben said. “She wants you to go home for dinner tonight.”
“She can tell me that herself,” Elliot said.
“Did she upset you recently? She was pretty cautious when she talked to me earlier. Don’t be mad at your mom, Elliot. There’s nothing like a mother’s love in this world”
“Please stop talking.”
Ben burst into laughter.
“Do you want to go back to the old mansion for dinner with Avery?”
Elliot thought for a moment, then said, “Didn’t you say she’s been busy knitting?”
“That’s true! There’s only a week left. I wonder how she’s doing.”
When Elliot arrived at the old mansion that night, Rosalie was beside herself with joy.
Everyone else, on the other hand, had different levels of caution on their faces.
Elliot’s cold gaze fell on Cassandra.
“She’s Avery’s sister, Cassandra Tate…” Rosalie explained when she saw her son staring at their guest. “I didn’t like her at first, but she’s been taking care of Cole after he got hurt…”
Cassandra grew apprehensive under Elliot’s unwavering gaze.
She mustered up the courage to greet him and said, “Nice to meet you, Sir. I’m Avery’s sister. I thought that you’d be coming with her tonight!”
Elliot ignored her and shifted his gaze to Cole’s haggard and sluggish face.
The time he had spent at the hospital was the most agonizing period of his life.
“I broke up with Avery half a year ago, Uncle Elliot. She hated me after she found out that I was seeing Cassandra. There was no way that I would be able to devise a plot to keep her by your side,” explained Cole desperately.
“I could tell,” Elliot said, then added after a brief pause, “I’m afraid you don’t have the ability to rule Avery Tate.”
Avery’s unique personality prevented anyone from controlling her.
“Insult me however you want. As long as you’re happy,” Cole said humbly.
“I’d be happy if you shut your mouth,” Elliot said bluntly.
Cole remained silent.
His finger reattachment surgery went well, but he was not fully recovered yet and had to depend on Cassandra to feed him.
The tension remained strained throughout the night’s dinner.
Noticing the rigid silence, Cassandra decided to lighten the atmosphere.
“We had a credible fortune teller predict Avery’s future for us before,” she said. “They told us that Avery would bring bad luck to her husband… I bet your recent accident was because of her.
As Elliot raised his eyes to look at her, his gaze chilled her to the bone.
“I’m a pretty good fortune teller myself. I’ll predict your future right now… You won’t live long.”
Cassandra’s fork fell from her hands and clattered to the floor.
Sensing her son’s rage, Rosalie called for the bodyguard and said, “Throw her out!”
Cole was upset that Cassandra was being kicked out.
“Grandma—”
“Shut up! Feed yourself or don’t eat at all! I never liked that girl! She’ll be nothing but trouble for you!”
Cole did not say another word and proceeded to try his best to pick up his fork with his injured hand.
Elliot pulled out a check from his pocket, slid it across the table to his brother, and said, “This is for taking care of Mother, Henry.
Take it.”
- Rosalie lived with Henry, so Elliot would regularly give his brother some money to cover expenses.
Henry was hesitant.