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When His Eyes Opened by Simple Silence - Chapter 34
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Chapter 34
At the Foster mansion, Mrs. Cooper hurriedly sat Avery on the couch as she entered the living room.
“Master Elliot prepared a gift for you, Madam.”
Mrs. Cooper opened up the white gift box on the table, revealing the exquisite white gown.
“Are you sure he gave this to me?” Avery said as she looked at the gown in disbelief.
“Yes, Madam. There’s a dinner tonight that you need to go to with Master Elliot. There are shoes, too!” Mrs. Cooper explained, then opened up another box carrying a pair of fine stilettos.
Avery picked up one of the heels and stared at it with apprehension.
“Why is he taking me? I don’t know any of his friends. Isn’t he worried I’d embarrass him?”
“I’m sure he has his reasons,” Mrs. Cooper replied, “Move on from the past, Madam, and just spend the rest of your days happily with Master Elliot.”
Avery looked up at Mrs. Cooper and then said, “Do you think he’s moved on? We still don’t know what his real intentions are for taking me out tonight!”
“Madam… Was the baby you were carrying before really Mr. Cole’s? I didn’t think you’re that kind of woman,” Mrs. Cooper said.
Avery lowered her gaze and said, “That’s all in the past. Let’s not talk about it anymore.”
Then, she took the gown out of the box and said, “I’ll go try it on.”
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“Alright,” replied Mrs. Cooper.
arrived at Florrance Villa that evening. She walked into the banquet hall
looked like a mystical
eyes were
is that? She’s stunning! Why haven’t I seen her
family’s eldest daughter, Avery Tate. You know, from the soon-to-be bankrupt Tate
remember hearing something about that. What’s she doing here? Who invited her? That dress she’s wearing looks like the latest haute couture
fevered discussion as their eyes continued to follow
hall but did not
feet were beginning to feel sore from her high
her as soon
gown you’re wearing Shanel haute
down at her
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it not just a
it actually
the
couture now with your family facing bankruptcy. What I’m trying to say is… Wearing a
11
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be the one humiliated. What
next to her burst
It was their first time seeing someone wear a knockoff with such arrogance!
“Do you have an invitation, Miss Tate? I bet you don’t. How did you get in here?”
Avery glanced coldly at the women and said, “With my own capability.”
Her answer was like a hard slap in the face to her audience.
Very quickly, the crowd’s eyes shifted to her feet which were encased in a pair of rare stilettos.
They looked like limited edition Armeses.
“Did you get a sugar daddy, Miss Tate?”
The authenticity of luxury items could not escape the eyes of the truly wealthy.
The gown and heels that Avery was wearing were obviously the real deal.
From head to toe, her outfit was worth more than three hundred thousand dollars.
.
“That’s right! Otherwise, how would someone of my lowly status get into a banquet filled with rich people like you?” Avery said, mocking herself.
Everyone immediately saw her in a different light. “Who’s your sugar daddy? If he’s so generous with you
ddy? If he’s so generous with you, he must be some powerful bigshot!”