When Averi opened his eyes, the people of Dallas had already left.
She didn't pay much attention, turned over and started the day's itinerary.
The reason why fun is called fun is because it is just a seasoning outside of regular life.
On Friday evening, as she was about to finish work on time, Jordan knocked on the door and came in to inform her, "Averi, Assistant Casey just called and said that the chairman and his wife have other arrangements tonight, and the dinner has been cancelled."
"Okay, I got it."
Every Friday night is a fixed family dinner day set by Christopher, and everyone must attend unless there are special circumstances. It's said to be a family gathering, but only Christopher really enjoys it.
Jordan had just closed the door when her phone buzzed on the table. Averi picked it up and saw that it was his mother Teagan calling.
Pressing the answer button, she smiled and said, "Hey, mom."
Teagan also smiled and said, "Averi, are you still working overtime at the company?"
"I haven't finished some work yet."
"How have you been lately? Is work going smoothly?"
"It went quite smoothly, "Averi took the opportunity to talk about the industrial park. Teagan put forward a few suggestions, and the two of them discussed it for over half an hour.
After discussing work, Teagan asked, "How is he?"
Averi knew exactly who he was referring to and replied, "Dad's doing well. All his health check indicators were good this year—just a bit high on cholesterol."
Teagan gave a nod and said, "Don't just focus on work. Working smart is better than working hard, and he needs to see the effort you're putting in. People want their kids around as they get older; you should make time for that too. Don't let anyone else slip in and take advantage. He's really regressed—he used to at least be with someone who was a star. Now, with this one…"
Averi listened in silence.
Teagan continued, "So, how are things between you and Milo? I've heard some things about his little side activities here too, but I just looked the other way and moved on. Just remember how Johnathan ended up where he is today."
Averi said, "I know
Johnathan is the eldest son, with sufficient education and abilities, and is even more than ten years older than her. She is the rightful successor. But he was confused about his marriage and insisted on marrying a little actor with a bad reputation. Cristopher was so angry that he didn't even show up for the wedding.
The result of the father son conflict was that Johnathan was gradually marginalized in the company. That's why she had the opportunity.
Looking back on the past, Teagan sneered, "Not only Johnathan, but I was also young and full of energy. As a result, I made wedding dresses for nothing. These are all lessons from the past, you need to calm down."
"Mom, I understand."
After receiving a positive response, Teagan swept away the gloom and said, What's he busy with these days?"
Averi didn't want to talk about his relationship with Clayton and said vaguely, "I haven't seen him much lately."
Teagan recognized that she was perfunctory and sighed, "Averi, he's your younger brother."
Hanging up the phone, Averi felt deeply exhausted. She leaned back against the chair, stared at the pale ceiling for a long time, took a long breath, and then picked up her phone and dialed Eli's number.
"Hello? "The phone was very noisy, and the unfamiliar male voice had to shout.
Averi frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
Who do you care who I am, who are you? "He spoke with a big tongue, indicating that he was quite drunk.
Averi's brow furrowed even tighter. "Averi, Eli's sister, where is he?"
After a brief silence, the person's voice became muffled and distant: 'Damn it, it's Eli's sister. Did he say not to let her know?' Obviously not talking to her.
"Seems like it, hurry up, hang up, hang up."
The next second, the signal was indeed interrupted.
Averi pressed her lips together, pulling up Eli's social media activity, only to find it completely blank. That should have been the end of it, but something was off today—a simmering frustration in her chest needed an outlet. She got up, left her office, and approached Keren. "Jordan, do you have Eli's contact information?" she asked.
Jordan was a bit confused, "Yes, I added it at the chairman's birthday banquet last year, but I never contacted him."
"Well, you can check out his Moments and see for yourself."
Jordan followed the instructions and then handed the phone to her. There are many contents inside, and the latest one is tonight. A few people have arranged to go up the mountain to test Eli's new car, and after that, they will go drinking together. Below the photo is the location of a nightclub called X.
Averi couldn't tell for a moment which aspect of her younger brother she was more disappointed with: whether she was fooling around with friends to block her, or only remembered to block her but forgot to block Jordan.
Open the navigation, search for the specific address, and Averi will personally drive there.
At the entrance of the nightclub, she claimed to be Eli's friend. The security guard was not sure what was going on and informed the VIP room that a beautiful young woman was coming to find someone.
Several people in the room have been drinking and are clamoring to quickly bring them in. I didn't realize something was wrong until I saw Averi. Beautiful is truly beautiful, but... temperament is a subtle thing that is difficult to describe, but can be felt.
Averi was not polite, walked in and looked around, found Eli lying on the sofa, and went straight up to pat his face.
"Eli." Before 11 o'clock, he was already drunk and unconscious.
Eli groggily opened his eyes, blinking a few times before finally recognizing who was there. He pushed her away with a hint of irritation. "Leave me alone."
Averi was caught off guard and almost fell, luckily someone behind her reached out to support her.
Averi: "Eli, see who I am."
Eli was even angrier than her: "I know who you are, my greatest and most amazing Averi! Don't look at me with such eyes, I'm not drunk! Believe it or not, I can still drive home by myself! Don't mind me.' He wanted to push her again, but he fell back onto the sofa due to his unsteady pace, muttering and his eyes closed."
Averi gave him a faint glance and turned to ask the young boy who was holding him, "Where are his car keys."
It seems to have been stored. "The boy's name is Roderick Reynolds and he is Eli's classmate.
After a few people found out who she was, she became much more honest, and the one closest to Eli directly took out the storage card and handed it to her.
Averi took it and said to Roderick, "Come with me."
Roderick didn't drink much. After taking a few steps, she realized and introduced herself, "Averi, my name is Roderick and I'm Eli's classmate. He's not in a good mood today, don't worry
Outside the private room, the music was louder and Averi could only see his mouth moving, not hearing a word clearly.
She pointed to her ear, and Roderick understood it and leaned forward to repeat it.
After hearing what he said clearly, Averi gave him a slight smile.
Roderick was momentarily distracted, wanting to say something more, but he noticed she had already walked ahead. He quickly took a few long strides to catch up. The store was packed, and moving around required a bit of pushing through. Taking on the role of her protector, he angled his body to clear a path for her.
When passing by a booth, the person at the table suddenly burst into laughter. Averi was attracted by the sound and turned to take a glance. At this glance, she spotted a familiar figure.
Dallas seemed to sense her gaze and turned around to look. At the moment when his eyes met, Averi stopped in his tracks, but he calmly averted his gaze as if he didn't know her at all.
If it weren't for Teagan's phone number, she wouldn't have come looking for Eli, and if Eli hadn't been so generous, she wouldn't have cared about Dallas' attitude.
With a thought, Averi turned around and walked over.
A person in the booth recognized Roderick and stood up to greet him, saying, "Roderick? What a coincidence! Here on your own?" As he spoke, he glanced at Averi.
Roderick knew what he was thinking and quickly whispered a few words in his ear. The boy immediately changed his expression and restrained his lightness.
Averi looked at his face that was seven tenths similar to Beatrice's and smiled, asking, "Can I borrow someone from you?"
The boy was puzzled and asked blankly, "Who?"
Averi said, "I've been drinking and need a driver."
"Sure, sure—no problem," the boy agreed quickly, his tone extra generous under the influence of alcohol and adrenaline. "Let Dallas take you. He's my sister's bodyguard, totally reliable."
Averi pursed her lips and said, "Thank you
