Tammy gazed at Avery in astonishment.

"Exactly how much money did you make?!"

"It's my desire to rebuild Tate Industries. It's a wish, okay? I don't know if I'll succeed or not."

Tammy felt relieved, then said, "Jun and I look like a couple of losers next to you. I'm going to have to stay on your good side… How about I set you up with someone? I have a cousin who's super cute. He's only nineteen, but he's a good kid—"

"Stop messing with me, Tammy," Avery said as she held her head in her hand.

"You don't like the young ones? Do you like older men? That works, too! My personal trainer is forty this year, but I drool every time I see his muscles… You should take him in, then make him your stay-at-home husband…"

Avery let out a heavy sigh.

After her breakup with Elliot, she had lost all interest in men, both young and old.

Once tea was over, Avery and Tammy made their way to a car dealership.

Tammy suggested a Benz sedan, but a Land Rover SUV caught Avery's eye.

"How's this one?