She couldn’t bring herself to imagine Elliot’s reaction after watching the video. Avery hoped that he
would trust her unconditionally, but she also knew that Elliot was a man of reason. Until she could
provide actual proof that said she was not the woman in the video, she didn’t dare to anticipate his
trust.
“Yeah,” Mike sighed and said, “this sort of scandal travels fast. I’ve already gotten rid of the video and
all related discussions, but everyone knows.”
All strength was drained from Avery’s legs and she almost fell to the ground.
“Avery, if that’s not you, then we need to find that woman in the video, otherwise she will keep imposing
as you do something else!” Mike gritted out, “don’t read the local news. Those people are too nasty and
I don’t want you to get angry.”
“How do we find her?” Avery clenched onto her phone tightly as her head started to pound.
” Who is that woman?!”
“I would say that I suspect Nora most,” Mike analyzed, “she went through plastic surgery to look like
you to the extent that you two look identical. It’s not difficult to figure out what she is trying to do, so I
won’t be surprised if she ends up doing something extreme.”
Avery, too, felt the same, but they had no proof unless Nora tried to imitate her in public.
“Avery, just stay in Bridgedale first. I will check Nora’s schedule for the past week,” Mike said, “before I
find something, don’t come back.”
“Why can’t I come back? I’m not the woman in the video. I’m not ashamed and I don’t need to hide!”
Avery had finally lost control of her emotions.
Once a woman was pregnant, the hormones within her body would become unstable, making it more
difficult for her to control her temper compared to before.
Avery wouldn’t have reacted so dramatically had she not been pregnant.
“That’s not what I mean, Avery. I am just worried that you will be affected by all the talk in Aryadelle if
you come back now,” Mike explained, “you need a good rest right now. The baby will be coming in two
months’ time. We need to prioritize the baby over everything.”
“I won’t be affected by what they say. I know that it’s a trap, so why should I have to get mad over it?”
Avery slowly began to calm down.
“Riling myself up will only make the culprit happy.”
“I’m glad that you understand.” Mike relaxed and asked, “by the way, has Elliot contacted you?”
“I don’t think so.” Avery didn’t recall seeing any message from Elliot when she checked for Mike’s
message.
“Oh… I wonder what he thinks about all these. Take Layla out for food! I will call Chad and ask about
it.”
After hanging up, Avery stepped out of her room with a face as pale as a ghost. When she saw Layla,
she readjusted herself and her lips curled into a smile. “Darling, let Mommy take you to eat.”
In Aryadelle, Elliot’s bodyguards returned swiftly from Caesar Hotel with the guest lists of all hotel
guests from a week ago, where Avery’s information had been found and highlighted in red on the
document.
“Mr. Foster, the hotel’s data shows that Miss. Tate reserved a VIP room in the hotel restaurant that
night, before reserving room 609 to rest,” the bodyguard said as he glanced over at Elliot nervously.
Elliot sat behind his desk with light casting on him from behind; his expression was cold and dark. The
bodyguard felt as though Elliot would throw the coffee mug across the table at any moment.
“Also… Miss. Tate left the hotel at eight that night. She was in such a hurry that she didn’t even go to
the reception to collect her deposit,” the bodyguard continued, “when the cleaners went up to the room,
they found a… used…condom on the bed…”
The bodyguard started to stutter near the end and his voice weakened.
The coffee mug on the desk flew across the room without warning. Following a ‘baam!’, it landed on the
ground and shattered into countless pieces.
Everyone in the room held their breath, not daring to make a sound. Just then, the ringing of a phone
pierced through the air…
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