Chapter 357 When the two arrived at the door, the surveillance camera showed a majestic woman in her sixties standing outside.
Hayden immediately recognized the woman and said, “That’s dirtbag dad’s mom!”
“Oh,” Layla said, “so our grandma!”
“Don’t call her grandma!” corrected Hayden. “She is probably here to confront Mom!”
“Hmph! We can’t let her bully Mom! Let’s chase her away!”
Hayden hurried inside to look for his drone, and Layla followed him closely.
Rosalie stood outside the door with a frown. She was waiting for Avery to open it.
She had not slept the entire night. She simply could not find peace, so she had come here to confront Avery.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of an engine, and it seemed to be coming from above her. When she looked up, she saw a drone hovering above her.
Just as she was beginning to wonder why there was a drone above her, red liquid started pouring out of it. When the liquid splattered onto her exquisite leather jacket, she screamed and ran for her car.
Avery was woken up by the scream. She immediately got out of bed and walked toward the window to look outside. When she saw what happened, she darted out of the room.
Rosalie was hiding out in her car, and her eyes were red with anger.
The nanny helped her out of her jacket and took out a piece of wet tissue and proceeded to help get the red liquid off Rosalie’s face.
“Madame, I think this is paint,” the nanny said.
“How barbaric!” said Rosalie through gritted teeth, “I didn’t believe that she would do something like that to Zoe, but now I do!”
Shortly after, the door to the mansion swung open and Avery, dressed in her pajamas, hurried out.
She walked toward the black car, and when Rosalie saw her, she immediately exited the car with the help of the nanny.
“Avery Tate!” Flustered, Rosalie shouted, “Look at what you’ve done!”
Both Hayden and Layla ran out at the sound of her shouting. Though Avery had ordered them to stay inside the house, they could not stand idly by while someone abused their mother.
“That had got nothing to do with Mom! My brother and I did it!” Layla shouted.
Rosalie had heard that Avery had two children, but she was still shocked when she finally saw them.
“You are not welcomed here! We can do whatever we want in our house! You wouldn’t have gotten paint all over yourself if you hadn’t come here!” Layla glared at Rosalie.
Rosalie gasped as she looked at Layla’s face. Layla greatly resembled Avery. “I am looking for your mom! How can you be so rude?”
“I don’t want you to find my mom!” Layla lifted her chin and said, “Go away! If you don’t, I will get my brother to chase you away with his drone!”
Rosalie’s expression darkened as she turned to look at Hayden who was standing beside Layla. When she saw Hayden’s face, she instantly felt as though she was being strangled.
“That child looks so much like Elliot!” she thought.
Avery took the children’s hands in hers and quickly dragged them into the house. Once they were inside, Avery rushed out and said to Rosalie, “If you are here for what happened to Zoe, I can only tell you that I am not guilty; also, your son has already approached me, so this is a matter that you need not concern yourself with!”
“Avery, your son- Who’s the father of your son?” Rosalie asked in a trembling voice.
“I adopted him from an orphanage,” Avery responded coldly as she glanced at the red paint on Rosalie. “My kids have been rude, and I apologize on their behalf.’
As though she had not heard a thing, Rosalie grabbed the nanny’s arm and strode back to the car. Once she was inside the car, she mumbled, “Did you see her son? He looks exactly like Elliot, when he was little.” “Do you suspect that he might be Elliot’s son?” The nanny asked.
