"Mommy, Layla is angry." Hayden changed the topic. "She thought that I would be returning with you, and now, she is upset with me because I didn't get you home. She is now ignoring me."
Avery was heartbroken. "Let's call her!"
"She won't answer," Hayden said.
"Then, I'll call her tomorrow," Avery said. " Don't tell her about the things that had happened here. I don't want her to worry."
"Hmm." Hayden understood. "Mommy, they beat Elliot up for getting me out of Ylore.”
Avery was stunned.
"I saw a footprint on his shirt. Gary must have beaten him," said Hayden. "I don't hate him for strangling me anymore."
Avery had mixed feelings. She did not know if she should be happy that father and son had finally forgiven each other, or if she should be upset about Elliot’s current condition.
"Mommy, when can you come back? Has he told you already?" asked Hayden when he saw Avery's silence.
"I don't know. Christopher's funeral will be held the day after tomorrow. I'm guessing he will only be free after the funeral." Avery switched to a lighter topic. "When you and Lilith reach Bridgedale, let me know. Also, Lilith's elder brother is in Bridgedale. I don't know too much about him, but you should keep an eye out for him. You don't want to involve yourself with him." "I got it." Hayden had no regard for Peter
White.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Christopher's funeral.
The Goulds were a famous financial group in Ylore, so Christopher's funeral was broadcasted live on TV.
The day was overcast, and there was a light drizzle.
Avery could have remained in the hotel and watched the broadcast from the comfort of her room, but she had decided to venture out and see the funeral for herself. She was hoping that she would be able to see Elliot.
She needed to know the price Elliot had paid for Hayden's freedom.
He got his driver to stop the car before he dialed Avery's number.
"Are you here to see Elliot?" Nick teased. " You're standing so far away; how are you going to spot him? Come over here. I’ll get you in."
Avery looked around. A car pulled up in front of her. She saw Nick sitting in the car.
Nick's bodyguard pushed the crowd apart as he made his way toward Avery. He invited her into the car.
"Nick, thank you! I won't enter the hotel. I'll just stand by the entrance," said Avery gratefully once she was seated.
"I certainly won't be able to get you into the hotel! What if Gary pulls out a gun and shoots you? How am I going to face Elliot then?" chuckled Nick. "If you're here to see the show, why did you not come earlier? Look at the people holding their cameras. They were here the night before."
Avery lowered her gaze. "My decision to come here was a last-minute one. My son told me that Gary had beaten Elliot up."
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