After washing up, Avery got out of her room.
The next-door room door was closed tightly. Elliot should still be asleep.
Avery decided to head down to have some breakfast. Just when she was by the door about to head out, Elliot's room door opened. He was properly dressed, looking fresh. He walked over to her.
"Why are you up so early?" Avery asked in surprise.
"Aren’t you up too?" He followed her out of the door. "Look at your eyebags. Did you not sleep last night?"
"No, I slept, but I kept having nightmares," she said and covered her mouth to yawn."
Let’s go and see that person after breakfast!
Elliot looked at her sleepy face. He said, "Do you want to try catching up on some sleep after breakfast? It might be easier for you to sleep during the day."
"Is there a scientific basis to this?"
"None," Elliot said. "Or take some medicine?
"I don't have trouble sleeping. I don't need medicine." Avery rejected his offer. "Don’t rely on medicine too much. They are part poison."
"But a lot of chronic diseases need longterm medication."
"If one has a chronic disease, they have no choice but to take medicine. Don't simply eat medicine if you're not sick," Avery said. "When faced with minor illnesses, it is best to just bear with it. It is the same for the children. Don't you turn them into drug addicts," Avery warned.
Elliot did not dare to say anything.
Avery glared at him, using her eyes to threaten him.
"Robert gets sick with the change of every season. I won’t go much into detail about how pitiful the children are when they fall sick. I will surely feed them medicine, if not they will cry," said Elliot, coming clean. "Layla is alright. She falls sick probably two to three times per year."
Avery knew how pitiful the children were when they fell sick, so she did not blame him.
"When Layla's with me, she only falls sick twice a year."
"Twice or thrice, the difference isn't that huge, right?" Elliot pondered for a few seconds. "I myself fall sick about three to four times per year."
Avery said, "You seem to be proud of your weak body?"
"What about you? Do you never fall sick?" he asked. "If you're that great, why don't I hire you to care for my children? You can name your price."
Avery felt like she had set a trap for herself.
After breakfast, at the thought that she was about to see the criminal that exposed the pit, she grew spirited. She was no longer sleepy.
"I'll call the bodyguards." Elliot took his phone out :e+
Avery said, "It’s still early. Since they are still resting, let them rest! We can go
ourselves."
Elliot raised his eyebrows. "Protecting us is their job. We head out, yet they are staying in the hotel. Are you sure about this?"
Avery did not care about formalities like that. "Didn't you say that he was locked up in a detention center in the city? We're not going somewhere far. It's fine to not bring bodyguards along."
"It's better to be safe than sorry."
"If you're so afraid, call them then!" Avery picked up her cup of milk and took a sip.
Of course, Elliot would not be willing to admit that he was a coward.
He kept his phone and followed her to the detention center.
They took a taxi from the hotel to the detention center. When they reached, the police officer immediately took the criminal out.
When Avery saw the middle-aged woman in handcuffs being led out, she was instantly shocked!
W-Was she not the woman that she met the last time she came to Ylore?
They had made a deal at the hospital. The woman wanted Avery to get her enough sleeping pills to kill herself. Avery pretended to agree with her. Then, this woman told her that Ivy had been sold to someone in Aryadelle.
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