Hayden instantly blushed.

"You are getting old. It's foolish to commit suicide simply because an old man blackmailed you!" Hayden's stern tone eased slightly.

"People change when they grow older. When I first met your mom, I wronged her in many ways; but then again, I was quite frustrated as well, because my so-called mother liked Avery."

Hayden did not know much about Elliot and Avery's past, so his interest was piqued, and did not interrupt Elliot.

By the time Avery hurried back, the atmosphere in the living room was unexpectedly peaceful.

The nanny approached her with a smile and whispered, "They didn't fight. Mr. Foster has been extremely tolerant with Hayden, so Hayden couldn't quite find the opportunity to get mad at him."

Avery sighed a silent breath of relief.

"Miss Tate, should I go buy some chestnuts?" Wilson asked.

"Yeah," she said, before going to sit next to Hayden. "Hayden, let me see your face."

"It's fine now." Hayden did not want her to see the bruise on his f