Chapter 1087


    Tammy froze in stunned silence.


    "Henry was telling the truth?


    "Elliot is not a biological son of the Foster family? Elliot killed Eason Foster?


    "Oh my god! Oh my god!" thought Tammy.


    If Tammy had not been holding onto the beam next to her, her ankles would have given out, and she


    would have fallen to the ground.


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    This news was shocking! Her head was spinning, and she felt like she was in the middle of a


    nightmare.


    Once Avery left the vi, the bodyguard immediately ran after her.


    "Please calm down, Miss Tate! You''ll gain too much attention running out like this!" said the bodyguard,


    "Mr. Foster went out, but he shouldn''t have gone far. Give him a call. He''ll probably be back soon."


    Avery''s chest was rising and falling rapidly.


    She pulled out her phone and dialed Elliot''s number.


    The call went through, but there was no answer.


    "Go back and wait in the vi, Miss Tate. I''ll go look for him! I''ll get him to call you when I find him." The


    bodyguard led Avery toward the vi. "There are too many eyes out here. People will talk if you run out


    looking like this. Besides, you''ll end up getting your dress dirty."


    Avery had told Elliot that the wedding must go on no matter what happened today.


    She took a deep breath and tried topose herself.


    "Go find him. Bring him back right away when you do. If he refuses, tell him I''m waiting for him," said


    Avery to the bodyguard. Her eyes were red.


    "Yes, Miss Tate." The bodyguard dropped her off at the vi, then turned and left.


    Outside the resort, Elliot was being investigated by the police.


    It was less of an investigation and more of an inquiry.


    "We contacted the hospital earlier, Mr. Foster. Your nephew is alive, so you''re not in trouble."


    "He’s not my nephew," Elliot said. "I''ve got nothing to do with the Foster family."


    "Yes, of course! Actually, the public can''t do anything about whether or not you''re a Foster. The main


    issue here is that Henry Foster used you of killing his father... Is that true?" asked the police officer


    carefully.


    Elliot was silent for a moment. His Adam''s apple bobbed in his throat, >a):XNU< he said, "That''s right. I


    killed Eason Foster."


    "Were you a minor at the time?"


    "I was."


    "Could you tell us why you killed Eason Foster? This news has blown up online and has had a negative


    impact on you. If you''re able to give a reasonable exnation, we can help you with your publicity."


    "There''s no need for that." Elliot rejected the officer''s offer without hesitation.


    He did not want to drag up the past and the abuse Shea had suffered. It was still too deep a wound for


    him.


    Even if a single person found out the truth, it would do him more harm than good. He did not want


    anybody''s pity.