Avery picked up her cup of water and took a sip.

"You're the reputable Mrs. Foster right now and I'm just a lowly young master of the Fosters," Cole said self-deprecatingly, "Why are you beating around the bush with me?"

"I need to see Adrian. I have something to ask of him."

"What is it? Although he is not that stupid, he still can't care for himself. Even if I agree to you seeing him, my father will not allow it. You are Elliot's wife. My father and Elliot don't see eye-to-eye."

"What eye-to-eye? You just want Elliot's company and shares, and he wouldn't give them to you, right?" laughed Avery. "You and your father are just greedy, asking for too much. I'm sure even until now, you two don't see how over the line you are."

"Avery, if this is your attitude, I'm afraid there is no point for us to continue talking." Cole smiled and said coldly, "Do you really think of yourself as the high and mighty Mrs. Foster? This is a matter between Elliot and the Fosters. It has nothing to do w