Chapter 250
When His Eyes Opened
Elliot suddenly held Averyâs hand. She let go of her phone in her hands and he let go of her instantly.
Ben was right, he was directing the speech towards her. The managersâ jaws all dropped.
Oh shit! Is something about to happen between the both of them? Averyâs face felt burning hot. She took
a huge gulp of the juice she just poured for herself.
Fortunately, today wasnât her real birthday. It will be a real treat to have a lecture on her real birthday,
Avery thought sarcastically. Elliot went on and on about his secrets of success while drinking with
everyone.
It seemed as if he forgot today was her birthday celebration.
Avery had two plates of pasta and a plate of fresh fruits. An hour later, heâs still at it with his speech. She
held her head and looked at him.
Elliot cleared his throat and turned at her, âAvery, you got everything I said jotted down?â
âLetâs drink!â Avery looked down as she helped herself a glass, and poured one for him, âItâs been ages
since I knew you and we never drink together!â
As Elliot contemplated, Avery had already finished hers.
Tammy looked wildly surprised at the table next to them and gasped, âAvery has gone mad!â
Jun said to Tammy, âIn the end, it was Avery who ended Elliot tonight, not Mike, and certainly not the
managers.â
As Jun said it, Tammy saw Elliot raise his glass and drank it all. She gasped, âWhat are they trying at?!â
Jun continued, âItâs obvious, these two are attracted to each other. Either they get back together, or they
become each otherâs worst enemies.â
âThey are never getting back together. Thereâs Zoe, and Sheaâ¦even if Averyâs gone mad, sheâ ll stay
away from a relationship with him,â Tammy said with a scoff.
They continued drinking for another half an hour.
Elliot was dead drunk, and Avery drank quite a bit too. She rubbed her fingers against her temples,
forcing herself to stay awake.
Mike was the last man standing. Everyone was high from driÅking except him. Mike dragged Ben away
for more drinks. Looks like Mike had planned to have all of them drunk today!
At 10.30 at night, Zoe appeared at the banquet hall with a cold expression. Her heels clicked
against the marble floors as they caught Averyâs attention. They looked at each other.
âHappy Birthday, Miss Tate,â Zoe stood taller than Avery and she looked down as she spoke, âI âm here
for Elliot.â
Avery had too much to drink. She tried to speak but nothing came out of her mouth.
She waved her hands signaling at Zoe. Thatâs the best she could manage for now.
âMiss Tate, why did you get Elliot so drunk for? You knew that overconsumption is bad for health. I
thought you would care for him since you used to be with him!â Zoe reprimanded as she tried to get Elliot
up with his driver.
They couldnât get him to the parking lot as he was heavily inebriated. Zoe had no choice but to get a
room. The driver left as soon as they got Elliot to the bed. Zoe took out the bottle of liquid Cole gave to
her. She must seize the opportunity tonight.
Ben replied, (I donât mean it that way, Miss Tate. Let him drink if he wants to. Just ignore him.)
Avery placed her phone on the table. Elliot glared first at Avery, then Ben. He meant that he knew they
were texting about him behind his back.
He raised his glass, took a sip, and said, âDo you guys know, whatâs the most important thing about
running a company?â
The supervising managers were dumbstruck. Where did that come from? Were they suddenly looped
into a free seminar?
Avery looked stunned as well. She couldnât tell whether it was her or Elliot who was drunk
She looked at him as his face now looked surreal. Elliot felt hot and he tugged at his collar ajar with his
fingers.
âTo start a company is easy. But to maintain it is another story. To keep the company afloat, you got to
have some management skills...â Elliot opened his mouth again.
The managers all put down their glasses and listened to him attentively.
Ben sent another text to Avery saying, (Heâs trying to warn you. Heâs worried that you will go broke.)
Avery read the text as her face blushed red.