Elliot picked up the cup of hot coffee on his desk and took a sip. The coffee was bitter, just like his mood.
Avery had always been doing things her way. She had always been selfish. She had never considered how he felt. Even if they went their separate ways, she still found ways to torture him.
It was lunchtime at Central University's elite class.
A boy took his lunch and walked over to Hayden.
"Hayden, the woman that conned one and a half billion dollars out of Elliot Foster on the news is your mother, right?!" The boy who approached Hayden was called Daniel, and because he was so fat, everyone called him Fat Dan.
"My mother is not a con-woman!" Hayden said angrily.
"I know. If your mother was a con-woman, Elliot Foster would have made things difficult for your mother." Then, Fat Dan asked curiously, "Your mother should be fine right now, right? She's at home, right?"
"My mother is abroad."
Fat Dan adjusted his glasses and looked at Hayden intensely. "Oh… Why is she not ret
