Chapter 228
Elliot felt a strong sense of familiarity every time he caught a glimpse of Hayden’s face.
It was as if he had traveled back in time and was looking at his younger self!
Hayden shot a glare at Elliot, then averted his gaze.
“Did you really cause the power outage, Hayden?” Mrs. Cooper asked in a panic. “How did you do it? Is this your laptop? Do you know how to use it at your age?”
Hayden pursed his lips, then quietly placed his laptop back in his backpack.
He carried his bag, then walked over to the bottom of the stairs and sat waiting for Avery to come down.
Mrs. Cooper glanced over at Elliot to see his livid expression and the raging fury in his eyes.
If Hayden were not a child, he would not be able to sit there safe and sound.
About half an hour later, the bodyguard walked in and reported, “Sir, there‘s a suspicious foreigner who keeps looking our way. Should I bring him in for questioning?”
Mike‘s face popped into Elliot‘s mind.
He walked towards the front yard, but saw Mike‘s golden hair before he reached the gates.
“Avery! Are you being falsely imprisoned? Scream if you are! I‘ll call the cops right away!” Mike yelled in Elliot‘s direction.
A wave of wrath washed over Elliot‘s face.
Mike still had bruises on his face from the beating last night, but here he was causing a ruckus again!
“Get him!” Elliot ordered as watching Mike hang around upset him.
Two bodyguards immediately grabbed onto Mike‘s arms.
“Hey! What are you doing? I didn‘t break the law, so why are you seizing me? Doesn’t the law exist anymore? I‘m calling the cops! I‘m calling them right now!” Mike hollered as the bodyguards dragged him into the living room.
Surprise flashed in Hayden’s eyes when he saw Mike.
After throwing a look at Hayden, Mike freed himself from the bodyguards’ grapes, then swaggered around the living room.
The bodyguards followed right behind him.
“Is this your hundred million dollar mansion? Did you get scammed by the renovation team?” Mike ridiculed. “It‘s nothing compared to the villa that Avery got for four and a half million dollars!”
Elliot sipped his tea on the couch and ignored him.
It seemed like Mike was not here for Avery, but to pick a fight.
After all, he must still hold a grudge from getting beaten up the night before.
When Mike tapped on the light switch on the wall, the room lights did not turn on.
He was instantly excited.
“Is your power out? I was wondering why it was so hot in here! Aren‘t you hot in that huge robe, Foster? Hurry up and give your electricians… I mean, give your technicians a call and get them to fix this!”
Mike‘s cackle was ear splitting, while the smirk on his face was even more blinding.
Elliot‘s entire body stiffened, and his fists were clenched so tightly they had turned pale.
Just as he was about to teach Mike a lesson, the crystal chandelier on top of them lit up.
The power was back!
The central cooling system turned on, and the room’s temperature quickly became pleasantly
cool.
Mike stared at the crystal chandelier for two seconds, then sighed.
“Let‘s start a bet, Foster! I‘m still p*ssed about how you beat me up last night! Let‘s settle this once and for all. If you win, then I‘ll let you punch me!”
Elliot raised his brows and asked, “What if you lose?”
“If I lose, then I‘ll leave with Hayden!”
Elliot was at a loss for words.
Was there something wrong with this guy‘s head?
The bet was not appealing to Elliot to the least, so he refused to join in.
At that moment, Hayden said, “Elliot Foster! Are you a scaredy cat?”
His clear, child–like voice brought with it a strong hint of contempt and ridicule.
Elliot knew that he was being provoked, but he changed his mind anyway.
“What‘s the bet?” he asked Mike.
“I saw a tennis court outside. Let‘s play against each other.”
“Let‘s do it,” responded Elliot.
After a change of clothes, Elliot and Mike made their way over to the tennis court.
Apart from the guards at the gate and Mrs. Cooper, everyone else rushed to the court to show their support for Elliot. Hunched over, Layla snuck into the living room from the front yard.
