Chapter 223

Wesley noticed the fight as he left the hall

When he rushed over, he realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Mike was getting beaten up by two men, and one of those men was Avery’s ex-husband, Elliot Foster.

Wesley quickly yanked Mike to his side, then asked Elliot, “Why are you hitting Mike?”

Elliot had arrived three minutes ago.

When he saw Mike pinning Chad down and beating him up, the blood shot to his head, and he kicked

Mike without another word.

Once he had leveled the playing field, the fight became a to-against-one brawl.

“He was hitting my assistant, Mr. Brook,” Elliot explained as he dusted himself down “Chad’s weak and

can’t handle a fight.”

Wesley noticed Chad’s broken glasses, then shot a glare at Mike.

“Avery’s phone’s turned off. We don’t know if something’s happened to her,” he said. “I’m going to look

for her now. You can either go back to the hall and entertain the guests, or you can come with me to

search for her.”

Mike suppressed his rage and said, “I‘m coming with you!”

Elliot strode over to them and blocked their way.

“What happened to Avery?!”

“Mr. Foster, we don‘t know what‘s happening right now either. When I called her this morning, she said

she would be here by six. However, it’s almost seven and she’s not here yet.”

“It‘s the weekend. Isn‘t she at home?” Elliot said as his eyes filled with worry.

“She isn‘t. We‘re going to search for her now, Mr. Foster. If there’s more you’d like to know, we can talk

about it once we find her,” Wesley said, then rushed off with Mike.

Elliot watched the two men leave, then walked over to another elevator.

Chad followed him and explained, “Sir, Mike was the one that organized Miss Tate’s party. He was also

the one who set the guest list. It wasn’t Miss Tate’s intention to exclude you.”

Elliot frowned, then asked, “Didn’t she go through the guest list herself?” “I heard she’s been busy with

something,” Chad responded.

Elliot glanced at him, then said, “Don’t follow me. Go and get yourself a new pair of glasses.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You should use your head and not your fists when faced with someone who’s obviously stronger than

you are. You’re usually a rational person, so what happened tonight?” Elliot asked as he looked at

Chad’s flustered face.

Chad lowered his gaze and answered, “I‘m sure he didn‘t invite you because of our previous run–in.”

“You‘re overthinking it. Even without your history, he still wouldn‘t have invited me,” Elliot said calmly.

“Don’t be so rash next time.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Elliot exited the building and got into his car.

“Where to, Sir?” asked the bodyguard.

“I need to make a phone call first.”

Elliot called up the telecommunications company and inquired about the last location of Avery‘ s phone

before it had been turned off.

He received the approximate location soon after.

“Take me to the Starry River neighborhood.”

The last location her phone had recorded was near that neighborhood.

When they were nearing their destination, Elliot asked the bodyguard to slow the car down.

Among the busy street, he vaguely noticed a white Rower stopped by the road.

It looked like Avery‘s car!

“Stop the car!” Elliot shouted, causing the bodyguard to bring the car to a halt.

Elliot jumped out of the car and rushed over to the white Rower.

The winds of early fall carried a slight chill. When he arrived at Avery‘s car, he saw her slumped against

the steering wheel. She looked lifeless.

Elliot‘s heart tightened.

“Avery!

Through bloodshot eyes, he called out her name and violently yanked at the door handle.