Chapter 978


    "Good news? You not driving me to my death is good news enough for me," Cole teased with a cold


    chuckle.


    Avery stayed silent for a few seconds, then hit him right where it would hurt and said," Are you that


    spineless? If your uncle was the one asking you out, would you be so scared that you would lose your


    soul?"


    "Avery Tate! Why are you provoking me? I''ve already lost everything. Why are you still looking for me?


    I don''t want to know about you and my uncle, nor do I care. Even if you get married one day, it would


    have nothing to do with me! My uncle would never invite me to the wedding!"


    Avery waited for him to finish speaking, then calmly said, "Your uncle and I are actually getting married.


    I’m the one who gets to decide if you''re invited or not. Your uncle will listen to me."


    Cole was stunned.


    "Come out and meet me, Cole. There are some things I''d like to talk to you about face -to-face." Avery


    used Elliot as bait to get Cole to meet her. "Your uncle isn''t as heartless as you think. Meet me, and


    we''ll talk it out."


    Cole felt relieved and agreed to meet.


    The two met at a cafe about forty minutester.


    Once they sat down at a table by the window, Avery ordered atte.


    "Are you and my uncle really getting married, Avery?" Cole asked as he gazed at her face.


    "Why would I lie about something like this? " Avery said. "Where have you been living since you and


    father sold the old mansion? I’ll send you an invitation if you want toe to the wedding."


    Cole was slightly ttered. "Are you genuinely inviting me?"


    "What else would I be doing? If you and your father came to the wedding, it would simply be two extra


    mouths to feed. It''s not like you can eat to a point where you bankrupt your uncle, right?" Then, Avery


    pestered, "Where are you living now?"


    "We''re renting a ce right now. We haven''t decided on a new ce yet. My dad wants to leave this


    ce, but I don''t, so we’re still arguing over this." Cole''s mood turned gloomy at the mention of this. "I


    admit that I''m not a good son >b">PIU> caused harm to my dad. I''d like to treat him better from now


    on." "It''s a good thing that you have that intention." Avery''s eyes unconsciouslynded on his hair. "By


    the way, what are your future ns? In terms of your career, I mean."


    "I''m thinking of starting a business and opening up my ownpany." Then, Cole said dejectedly, "I’ve


    never worked for anyone before, so I won''t be able to handle something like that. It''s impossible for me


    to ever work for anyone in this life."


    "I see." Avery expected this answer.


    Cole grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. On top of that, his elders had spoiled him rotten and


    turned him into someone who could not suffer a day in his life.


    Elliot had a simr upbringing, but because of Shea, Elliot and Cole grew up inpletely different


    environments and went through separate life experiences


    "Did you mean it when you said that my uncle doesn''t actually hate me that much?" Cole spent every


    single day in regret and wanted to get back on his uncle''s good side.


    At that moment, a waiter brought over two cups of coffee.


    Avery took a sip of her coffee, then looked at Cole''s hair once again and asked, "When did you start


    getting gray hairs?”


    Cole was startled. "You''re kidding, right?"


    Avery immediately stood up and walked to his side. "Don''t move. I''ll get it for you. Otherwise, you’ll get


    more of them. You haven''t gotten married yet. It''d be hard for your to get a girlfriend in the future if all


    your hair turns gray."


    Then, she quickly plucked a few strands of hair from Cole''s head.


    "Ouch! Ahh!" Cole grabbed his head and howled in pain. "Avery! What are you doing?! You didn''t just


    pull a few strands out! It was more like a whole bunch! It really hurts!"


    Avery felt the strange looks around them as she quickly put the strands of hair away in a little bag that


    she prepared beforehand.


    At the same time, she thought to herself," Cole really is a wuss! Elliot didn''t even make a sound when I


    plucked his hair out earlier!"


    She was certain that even if she pulled out a whole bunch of hair off of another adult''s head, they


    definitely would not cry out as dramatically as Cole just did.


    "I never said there was only one strand of gray hair." Avery returned to her seat and sat down.


    After the pain subsided, Cole released his grip around his head, but the expression on his face was


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