"Okay."

Elliot Foster sent Avery to the Tate Industries' offices.

They arrived at a time when most employees were arriving at work. When the employees saw them, they gathered around to give their greetings. "Good morning, Ma’am! Good morning, Sir!"

"How many points do you get for calling him, Sir? He is your boss's fiancé now. Just call him Elliot or Uncle Foster." Mike stepped out from the crowd.

Avery glared at him. "You are early today?"

"Is it wrong to come early?" Mike asked, glancing at Elliot again. "Is Mr. Foster’s wedding ready? There's only one month left!"

At the mention of the wedding, Elliot felt anxiety increase the beating of his heart.

For the past week, he had been with Layla at Starry River Villa. So he had no clue how the wedding arrangements had been progressing.

"Dear, I'll make a move," he said.

After Elliot Foster left, Avery walked up to Mike and whispered, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter? You make it sound so mysterious."

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