Chad looked at them chatting fervently with each other. He did not know what they were talking about.
If it were not for Elliot telling Mike not to say anything to anyone, especially to Mike or Avery, Chad would have taken a snapshot and sent it to Mike to see if he could identify the woman or not.
About 20 minutes later, Amelia picked up a call and ended the meeting with Elliot.
After Amelia left, Chad immediately brought his cup of coffee over to Elliot's table.
"Mr. Foster, who is she?"
Elliot said, "Chad if Mike ever asks you what you were doing, you know what you can say and what you can't say, right?"
Chad was stunned by Elliot's gaze. He immediately nodded. "Mr. Foster, I won't say anything to Mike. I told him I was coming over for work. As for the lady you met just now, I won't tell anyone."
"Hmm, stay in Bridgedale for a while!" Elliot said distractedly. "Head back to Aryadelle after a while."
"Okay, I really wanted to see you, and Ben is here, too. But after some consideration, I decided to stay back and work. Now that you’ve called me over, I'm quite happy." Chad smiled in delight.
"Chad, you know my condition. I might die anytime," Chad said in a low voice as if he was planning his funeral. "If I accidentally die, help my lawyer to deal with my will. As for my funeral, I want it simple."
The smile on Chad's face vanished.
"Mr. Foster, why are you suddenly saying such things? Haven't you survived this ordeal?"
"I could die at any time." Elliot's gaze was calm. His tone was even calmer. "There is a metal device in my brain. It could break down at any moment. Once it breaks down, I will die, so I have to plan my funeral while I'm still conscious."
Chad was heartbroken by the word funeral.
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