Chapter 222 Since Avery booked the largest ballroom at the hotel, Elliot went ahead and booked the smaller ballroom right next to it.
He wanted to see for himself exactly how grand Avery‘s birthday party would be
That weekend, everyone who received an invitation to the party gathered in the largest ballroom–Astor Hall– at the Oasis Hotel.
“Why isn’t Avery here yet?” Tammy asked Mike the moment she stepped into the banquet hall. “She hasn’t even replied to my text from last night.”
Mike shrugged, then explained, “She’s been busy lately. I don’t know what she’s busy with, but I already sent her the address, and she promised to be here.”
“Okay… Isn‘t she busy with stuff at the company?” Tammy asked.
“She isn‘t! I really don‘t know what she‘s been so busy with. Everyone has the right to their own personal space. We might be close like sisters… I mean, brother and sister… I won’t force her to tell me anything she doesn‘t want me to know about.”
“I see… Since she‘s been busy, who‘s the one who organized the party?”
“It was me!” Mike declared.
“Who put the guest list together?”
“That was me, too!”
Tammy let out a “pfft“, then turned and walked over to Celestial Hall next door.
Celestial Hall was much smaller in size than Astor Hall.
Thanks to Mike, Elliot‘s friends were having a gathering at Celestial Hall.
Tammy walked in and immediately sat down next to Jun.
“Where‘s Elliot? Why isn‘t he here yet? Didn‘t you say he was upset that Avery didn’t invite him?” Tammy asked excitedly as she picked up Jun‘s glass of wine and took a sip.
“He said he was stuck in traffic half an hour ago,” Ben said as he looked at Tammy, then asked, “Isn‘t Avery here yet?”
“She isn‘t! Mike said she‘s been busy, but he has no idea why. She didn’t have time to plan a party at all. Mike was the one who invited the guests. Since he’s not on good terms with any of you, of course, he wouldn’t invite you!”
When he rushed over, he realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Mike was getting beaten up by two men, and one of those men was Avery’s ex–husband, Elliot Foster.
Wesley quickly yanked Mike to his side, then asked Elliot, “Why are you hitting Mike?”
Elliot had arrived three minutes ago.
When he saw Mike pinning Chad down and beating him up, the blood shot to his head, and he kicked Mike without another word.
Once he had leveled the playing field, the fight became a to–against-one brawl.
“He was hitting my assistant, Mr. Brook,” Elliot explained as he dusted himself down. “Chad’s weak and can‘t handle a fight
