NovelEnglishTo his surprise, his call was immediately answered.
"I'm coming back tomorrow," her voice was calm and unwavering, "let's talk then." All the rage and fear storming within him was instantly overpowered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtElliot thought back to what Ben said. Ben said that Avery knew how to manipulate him and was very successful at it.
It was not until that moment that Elliot understood what Ben was trying to say. Indeed, Avery had him wrapped around her fingers. All it took was a few words from her and he would choose to believe her without a doubt even when all proof suggested that she had betrayed him. "Avery," he called out her name in a hoarse voice before hanging up.
Avery could tell how hard he was struggling from his voice. He must have watched the video and suspected her role in it, or he would be in so much pain.
"Elliot, I know it's difficult for you to trust me," she struggled to explain under the tension between them, "when | saw the video, even | thought it was me." He listened to her quietly and his raging emotions began to settle down.
"| watched it over and over again," she said with a lump in her throat, "Elliot, that's not me." As soon as Avery said that, Layla came to tug at her clothes and asked, "Mom, Hayden is here!" Elliot readjusted himself swiftly when he heard Layla's voice. "Go look after the kids first. We will talk when you are back." With that, they ended the conversation.
Layla scowled and looked up at Avery." Mom, are you talking to Dirtbag Dad? He is the only one who would make you cry." Avery wasn't crying, but her eyes were turning red. Layla didn’t know what had happened, so she couldn't understand why Avery was upset and had no clue that it had nothing to do with Elliot.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWorried that Layla would come across the news, Avery said, "Layla, don't play with phones for now." "I don't have a phone!" Layla looked at her with an innocent expression.
"I know that you always play with Uncle Mike's phone." Exposed by her mother, Layla chuckled and stuck her tongue out. "I play with Uncle Eric's phone all the time as well, Mom. You are the only one who doesn't let me do so." "I won't let you do it because it's bad for your eyes." "But Hayden plays with his laptop all the time, why haven't you said anything to him, then?" Layla pouted at the injustice.
"You know why. | took Hayden to see the psychologist :c-=WJY; the doctor approved, " Avery explained patiently.
Layla smiled at her in a flattering manner and said, "lI won't play with computers even if you buy me one, Mom. I'm just envious of how great Hayden is!" "Sure, your brother is great.” As the two were chatting, the bodyguard brought Hayden to them.
When they were inside the call, both Avery and Hayden spoke out at the same time.
"You first, Hayden." "You go first, Mom." "Alright, my original plan was to take you and your sister to travel around Bridgedale before we head back; but something happened back in Aryadelle and | need to take you two back immediately,” Avery said guiltily, "if you are tired, we can rest for one day before traveling back." Hayden shook his head. "I'm not tired, Mom. We can head back now, but | want to start school a little later.” "What's wrong, Hayden?" Avery looked at her son in confusion.
Hayden had yet to find the Darknet organization that Nora had used before; he couldn't focus on school until he found them.
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