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chapter 978
"Good news? You not driving me to my death is good news enough for me," Cole
teased with a cold chuckle.
Avery stayed silent for a few seconds, then hit him right where it would hurt and
said, "Are you that spineless? If your uncle was the one asking you out, would
you be so scared that you would lose your soul?"
"Avery Tate! Why are you provoking me? I've already lost everything. Why are
you still looking for me? I don't want to know about you and my uncle, nor do I
care. Even if you get married one day, it would have nothing to do with me! My
uncle would never invite me to the wedding!"
Avery waited for him to finish speaking, then calmly said, "Your uncle and I are
actually getting married. I'm the one who gets to decide if you're invited or not.
Your uncle will listen to me."
Cole was stunned.
"Come out and meet me, Cole. There are some things I'd like to talk to you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtabout face-to- face." Avery used Elliot as bait to get Cole to meet her. "Your
uncle isn't as heartless as you think. Meet me, and we'll talk it out."
Cole felt relieved and agreed to meet.
The two met at a cafe about forty minutes later.
Once they sat down at a table by the window, Avery ordered a latte.
"Are you and my uncle really getting married, Avery?" Cole asked as he gazed at her face.
"Why would I lie about something like this?" Avery said. "Where have you been living since you and father sold the
old mansion? I'll send you an invitation if you want to come to the wedding."
Cole was slightly flattered. "Are you genuinely inviting me?"
"What else would I be doing? If you and your father came to the wedding, it would simply be two extra mouths to
feed. It's not like you can eat to a point where you bankrupt your uncle, right?" Then, Avery pestered, "Where are
you living now?"
"We're renting a place right now. We haven't decided on a new place yet. My dad wants to leave this place, but I
don't, so we're still arguing over this." Cole's mood turned gloomy at the mention of this. "I admit that I'm not a
good son A: JwKoPS caused harm to my dad. I'd like to treat him better from now on."
"It's a good thing that you have that intention. " Avery's eyes unconsciously landed on his hair. "By the way, what
are your future plans? In terms of your career, I mean."
"I'm thinking of starting a business and opening up my own company." Then, Cole said dejectedly, "I've never
worked for anyone before, so I won't be able to handle something like that. It's impossible for me to ever work for
anyone in this life."
"I see." Avery expected this answer.
Cole grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. On top of that, his elders had spoiled him rotten and turned him into
someone who could not suffer a day in his life.
Elliot had a similar upbringing, but because of Shea, Elliot and Cole grew up in completely different environments
and went through separate life experiences.
"Did you mean it when you said that my uncle doesn't actually hate me that much?" Cole spent every single day in
regret and wanted to get back on his uncle's good side.
At that moment, a waiter brought over two cups of coffee.
Avery took a sip of her coffee, then looked at Cole's hair once again and asked, "When did you start getting gray
hairs?"
Cole was startled. "You're kidding, right?"
Avery immediately stood up and walked to his side. "Don't move. I'll get it for
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Otherwise, you'll get more of them. You haven't gotten married yet. It'd be hard
for your to get a girlfriend in the future if all your hair turns gray."
Then, she quickly plucked a few strands of hair from Cole's head.
"Ouch! Ahh!" Cole grabbed his head and howled in pain. "Avery! what are you
doing?! You didn't just pull a few strands out! It was more like a whole bunch! It
really hurts!"
Avery felt the strange looks around them as she quickly put the strands of hair
away in a little bag that she prepared beforehand.
At the same time, she thought to herself, "Cole really is a wuss! Elliot didn't
even make a sound when I plucked his hair out earlier!"
She was certain that even if she pulled out a whole bunch of hair off of another
adult's head, they definitely would not cry out as dramatically as Cole just did.
"I never said there was only one strand of gray hair." Avery returned to her seat
and sat down.
After the pain subsided, Cole released his grip around his head, but the
expression on his face was hurt as he said, "Where are they? Let me see them!"
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