Chapter 618

Mike looked at Avery and asked, "Do you want to talk to him?"

Avery seemed to have not heard him.

She was looking out the window. It was as if she had had her soul stolen away by him.

Mike stopped the car and said loudly, "Avery, go and talk to him."

Avery came to her senses. She pushed the car door open and got out of the car. She had not felt the heat outside when she had been in the air-conditioned car, but now that she was out, she could feel the sweltering heat. Sweat began to bead on her forehead.

She looked at Elliot's face, which had been burned red by the sun. His forehead was sweaty. His shirt was soaked through with sweat, and it stuck to his skin.

She could not imagine how long he had been under this hot sun.

"Miss Tate, you're finally back. Mr. Foster would have probably died here had you delayed any longer," said the bodyguard unhappily. "We have been here since eight this morning! We've waited until now!"

Avery was upset. She was trembling.

The thought of him