"Avery Tate! What are you trying to prove by pulling such an act?" Elliot's voice was glacial.
Avery was dumbfounded. What did he mean by 'trying to prove'?
Then it hit her. Elliot was talking about the sale of Tate Tower.
"How about the fact that you are trying to sell it to me for a mere forty million dollars?" Avery countered. " Please, I don't need your sympathy!"
Elliot frowned, and his brows formed deep furrows.
He realized then that their relationship was an unsalvagable wreck.
Elliot had bought the building with the intention of giving it to Avery as a gift- back when they had been inseparable.
He had never thought of profiting off Tate Industries.
He was selling it to her for forty million dollars. There were no reasons to spoil her with gifts. Furthermore, Avery would never accept it as a gift now.
"Fine, we will honor the market price of the tower then! " Elliot felt a burn in his throat. "You don't need my sympathy, and I don't need your generosity!" "Fine then! Return the balance to me, and please be
quick!" Avery clutched her phone tightly. She was furious.
Elliot was breathing heavily. He had no more to say and hung up.
Within five minutes, twenty million dollars were transferred into Avery's account.
Staring at the figures in her bank statement, tears welled up in her eyes. The peaceful breakup that Avery had achieved had erupted into chaos.
He was a rose full of thorns, but so was she.
She was contemplating whether or not to tell Elliot about Shea. However, the phone call proved how little he had thought of her.
Fine, good luck looking for Shea all by yourself! 1
Avery lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling. 1
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