Avery would not hand over what her father had left to her to anyone.

She refused to let anybody take it from her.

Her words were harsh, but not only was Elliot not scared, but he also found it hilarious.

"What are you smiling at?" Avery asked when she saw his smile.

"You," he mocked. "You're self-righteous, arrogant, and you're digging your own grave."

Avery could force herself to accept the first two, but what did he mean by her digging her own grave?

"Get back to your room! Just looking at you gives me a headache."

Elliot's face suddenly darkened, and his voice was low and deep.

"I didn't do anything. You must have a headache because you're sick," Avery said indifferently. "Don't you have a family doctor? Should I call him?"

"F*ck off!" Elliot growled through gritted teeth.

Avery returned to her room in a terrible mood.

She shut her laptop, walked over to the bed, and lay down.

She had fallen out of love with Cole a long time ago.

If it were not for Cassandra's phone ca