"That's right! I'll do anything as long as it's for the money!" Avery yelled as her voice trembled and a flush colored her cheeks. "Mind your own business!"

A savage fury rose in Elliot's eyes.

"Clear the place!"

At his order, his bodyguards instantly kicked out everyone from the restaurant, including Norman who slumped on the floor.

In an instant, Avery and Elliot were the only two people left in the grand restaurant.

Avery shoved at Elliot's chest and snapped, "Elliot Foster, you scoundrel! You're such a jerk!"

Despite all of her efforts, Elliot did not budge.

"Weren't you willing to sell your body? Let me help you with that!"

With his large hand, Elliot tried to tear her blouse.

The color vanished from Avery's face.

"Don't touch me! Elliot! Please don't touch me!" she begged.

"If other people can touch you, then why can't I?! Is it because I didn't pay you?"

Elliot had completely lost his reason.

He took his wallet out of his pocket, pulled out all of the cash from it,