"I have a high threshold for pain. There might be some discomfort, but I haven't sensed anything."
"Haha! Maybe. You aren't really afraid of pain." It's been a while since Avery had heard him joking and felt relieved that he did.
"I'm not afraid of dying, either,” he said, taking advantage of the relaxing atmosphere. "Avery, you might be a genius, but you won't be able to recreate a device exactly like the one inside my head in such a short period of time."
The smile on Avery's face froze as she was confused by why Elliot had brought up such a heavy subject.
"Elliot, have you seen me bringing people inside the house and saw them leave?" She tried to comprehend what he had meant by what he said.
"I did hear them," he admitted. However, he did not say what he had done earlier because of that, but because he had seen the messages Sebastian sent Avery the night before.
He had been waiting for Avery to mention this to him since last night, but she had remained quiet about it. Judging from her behavior, he realized that she had no intention of informing him about this development.
He could not believe that she was not going to talk to him about something so important, despite the fact that she had agreed not to hide this sort of thing from him. Clearly, she did not intend on keeping her promise, but she would not have been able to keep it a secret for much longer.
Soon, Angela would marry Dean and once the deed was done. Dean would use Angela to execute his plan. Elliot would eventually find out about it no matter if Avery decided to obey Dean or not. Had he not seen the message the night before, he would be the last person to know and he felt frustrated about it.
"Elliot, I know that you think what I'm about to do is hard, and everyone else thinks the same, which is why I plan on hiring more people. I stand by my point: What Angela can do, I can do better," she said confidently.
"And how long will it take?" he asked sharply.
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