Chapter 216
“What did she contact you for?” Avery asked.
“She said she needed an assistant and asked me to recommend one to her,” Wesley said with an expression of irony on his face. Then he laughed and continued, “Guess what her requirements were for picking an assistant? She wanted someone who was Professor Hough’s student and whose skills weren’t worse off than hers… She might as well have just said that she wanted to find someone who could single–handedly take on Shea’s case. As if someone who was better than her would agree to be her assistant! i don’t know if she’s shameless or just plain stupid.”
Avery also found the entire thing ironic.
“She obviously doesn‘t have the skills for the job, but she insists on sticking around. Elliot Foster isn‘t an idiot. He‘ll find the truth out sooner or later,” Wesley said. “You’re too soft hearted, Avery. Not many people would treat their own rivals in love.”
“As long as you‘re not uncomfortable about it.”
“There‘s no point in punishing myself over this. We should look ahead in life,” Avery said, then changed the subject, “I‘ve got some good news. I‘m almost done rebuilding my company. Everything is going smoothly.”
Wesley was happy for her and said, “That‘s great. How is Hayden doing at the special needs school?”
The smile on Avery‘s face vanished at the mention of Hayden.
“He has learned to hack from Mike, and his skills are way beyond my imagination. Elliot’s got his eyes on him,” she said as her head began to ache. “I‘m afraid that Elliot might uncover more things if this continues.”
“It’s rare for secrets to be kept under wraps for a lifetime, Avery. You’re no longer the same person you were four years ago. Even if he finds out that he‘s the father of the children, he won ‘t actually kill them.”
“That‘s exactly why I need to make more money and become more powerful. That’s the only way I can protect my children,” Avery said. “I‘ll keep this a secret for as long as I can! Considering the mess his personal life is in right now, the children are better off without a father.”
Meanwhile, Elliot had taken Shea back to the Foster mansion where the family doctor had given her a sedative.
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Once Shea was asleep, the doctor asked Elliot, “Mental illness is beyond my scope I suggest you find a psychiatrist to treat her.”
This was not something Elliot had not considered before.
“She’s wary of strangers.”
“It’s worth a try. Didn’t you say that her condition is better than it was before the surgery?” comforted the doctor. “You never know, maybe solving her emotional woes could help her overall recovery.”
Elliot nodded, then asked, “Do you have a good psychiatrist to recommend?”
“I happen to know one of the country’s more well-known psychiatrists, but I can’t guarantee that they will be available. I‘ll ask and find out,” answered the doctor. “You could also ask for Dr. Sanford‘s opinion. She‘s better than I am, so she might have a more professional view on this.”
Elliot nodded in response.
Zoe rushed over half an hour later.
She was dressed in a long–sleeved top and long pants, while her face and neck were covered in a thick layer of makeup.
“Are you alright, Dr. Sanford?” Elliot asked as he took in her appearance. “I heard you spent the night out last night.”
Zoe had not allowed the bodyguard to follow her to the hotel last night.
All the bodyguard knew was that she spent the night out, but not where she went or what she did.
“Yes. A friend of mine came to see me, so I spent the night with her,” Zoe answered with a light smile, then changed the subjeet quickly and said, “Did something happen to Shea?”
Elliot explained everything that happened that afternoon to Zoe.
“Did she suffer similar trauma in her past? If that‘s the case, we need to keep her away from anything that might trigger her. It‘s better for her to get plenty of rest after brain surgery,” said Zoe.
“Could we get a psychiatrist to see her?”
“We could give it a try with an expert psychiatrist, but this will also depend on Shea’s reaction. We don‘t need to rush things if she‘s against it. Once her mental capacity recovers to a certain level, her psychological endurance will also increase accordingly.”
“Go get busy with your work, Elliot. I‘ll look after Shea,” Zoe said.
As Elliot walked in the direction of his study, Zoe watched his back and felt a huge sense of. relief.
Cole had sent someone to search the hotel room that morning and did not find any hidden cameras.
She did not have to worry about what happened the night before for now.
Although she did not know who set the trap, she could deny everything since they did not have any proof.
