Chapter 956
Elliot stared at the photo of the middle-aged man once again, but he still did not have a clue as to who that was.
Perhaps this man appeared near the mansion and smiled at Elliot last night because he really did have a psychological disorder.
Elliot scrunched up the piece of paper, tossed it into the trash, then walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
After Mrs. Scarlet saw Elliot go upstairs, she immediately went into the kitchen and called Mrs. Cooper.
“I heard that Master Elliot got into a fight with Eric Santos,” said Mrs. Cooper. “Master Elliot wasn’t the one who started it, though. They both left after the fight.” “I see. I was wondering why he got back so early!” “How’s he doing?” Mrs. Cooper asked considerately. “He doesn’t look too happy, but he seems alright.” Then, Mrs. Scarlet said, “Did things go well between him and the kids today?”
Mrs. Cooper laughed on the other end of the line. “He didn’t get to spend time with the kids today. He spent all day entertaining guests. Avery was the one who asked him to do it.”
Mrs. Scarlet’s cheeks flushed. “It looks like they’ve gotten much closer.”
“That’s right! They look better than they did before. Let’s hope there won’t be any conflicts between them again,” Mrs. Cooper said concernedly. “Otherwise, I’d feel bad for their three children.”
“Let’s hope so. I’m going to make dinner now.”
After his shower, Elliot walked downstairs in a tracksuit.
Mrs. Scarlet placed the dishes she just made on the dining room table.
“Dinner’s ready, Mastered Elliot.”
Elliot headed into the dining room, took a seat, and said, “I’m going on a business trip tomorrow. I’ll be away for about a week. You can take a break and go home.” Mrs. Scarlet’s face turned gloomy as she said, “I haven’t had a home to go back to since my parents passed away, Masterze Elliot.” Elliot was slightly taken aback. “Do you want to go on a holiday, then?” Mrs. Scarlet shook her head and said, “Don’t worry about me. I’m quite content just staying here atf2 home.”
Elliot did not continue to pester her.
After dinner, he went into the study and did not emerge until about an hour4e later. As it began to turn dark outside, he pulled out his phone to check and see if Avery had
contacted him.
She had4e not. His expression turned glum as he could not help but feel disappointed. He returned to the bedroom and placed his phone on the nightstand. He changed into a workout tank and shorts, then headed to the98 gym. He refused to admit that Eric’s words had got to him.
He had always worked out on a regular basis.
He refused to believe that he would not be able to get it up after a few years.
He once read the news of a seventy-year-old man who had gotten his middle-aged wife pregnant.
If a seventy-year-old geezer had no trouble in that department, then a man in his thirties like him should be able to perform just fine, right? It quickly turned pitch dark outside. As always, the mansion was eerily cold and silent.
Two guards were surveilling the security monitors in the surveillance room, keeping a watchful eye on any movements outside of the mansion walls.
The strange, middle-aged man better have only shown up by chance last night. Otherwise, the bodyguards would definitely not let him go if he came again today!
In all the years that the bodyguards had worked in the field, that was the first time they had come across someone as odd and as audacious as that.
At 8 p.m. that night, a dark silhouette slowly approached the Foster mansion.
The moment the dark figure appeared within the surveillance area, the bodyguards immediately confirmed that it was the same person who had offended Elliot the night before! One of the bodyguards picked up his walkie-talkie and reported to his colleagues, “The target has been spotted outside the mansion walls! He’s alone and doesn’t look to be armed!”
