"You found Shea, didn't you?" He frowned and proposed another plan. "It's fine if you don't want to kill Adrian, but just in case, I'll kill Nathan's family."

Avery was speechless.

She could not accept what he proposed because she did not want him to kill anyone.

"You haven't recovered from your cold yet, Elliot. You need to rest. Don't worry about him. I'll get the bodyguards to keep watch over him in the hospital so Nathan can't get close to him for now." She lowered her eyes and persuaded softly, "We'll try and find another way once you've recovered."

"Avoiding a problem won't solve it, Avery." Elliot's voice was cold. "He cannot live under the same sun as me."

"Why not? Adrian won't take anything from you. He's just like Shea—someone whose status is probably less than that of a random person on the street. Were you going to kill Shea too if she was alive?" Avery questioned him with a frown.

"You're being unreasonable. Shea's dead, so there's no basis for your question," he re