When His Eyes Opened novel by Simple Silence novel Chapter 357

Chapter 357 When the two arrived at the door, the surveillance camera showed a majestic woman in her sixties standing outside.

Hayden immediately recognized the woman and said, “That’s dirtbag dad’s mom!”

“Oh,” Layla said, “so our grandma!”

“Don’t call her grandma!” corrected Hayden. “She is probably here to confront Mom!”

“Hmph! We can’t let her bully Mom! Let’s chase her away!”

Hayden hurried inside to look for his drone, and Layla followed him closely.

Rosalie stood outside the door with a frown. She was waiting for Avery to open it.

She had not slept the entire night. She simply could not find peace, so she had come here to confront Avery.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of an engine, and it seemed to be coming from above her. When she looked up, she saw a drone hovering above her.

Just as she was beginning to wonder why there was a drone above her, red liquid started pouring out of it. When the liquid splattered onto her exquisite leather jacket, she screamed and ran for her car.

Avery was woken up by the scream. She immediately got out of bed and walked toward the window to look outside. When she saw what happened, she darted out of the room.

Rosalie was hiding out in her car, and her eyes were red with anger.

The nanny helped her out of her jacket and took out a piece of wet tissue and proceeded to help get the red liquid off Rosalie’s face.

“Madame, I think this is paint,” the nanny said.

“How barbaric!” said Rosalie through gritted teeth, “I didn’t believe that she would do something like that to Zoe, but now I do!”

Rosalie’s expression darkened as she turned to look at Hayden who was standing beside Layla. When she saw Hayden’s face, she instantly felt as though she was being strangled.

“That child looks so much like Elliot!” she thought.

Avery took the children’s hands in hers and quickly dragged them into the house. Once they were inside, Avery rushed out and said to Rosalie, “If you are here for what happened to Zoe, I can only tell you that I am not guilty; also, your son has already approached me, so this is a matter that you need not concern yourself with!”

“Avery, your son- Who’s the father of your son?” Rosalie asked in a trembling voice.

“I adopted him from an orphanage,” Avery responded coldly as she glanced at the red paint on Rosalie. “My kids have been rude, and I apologize on their behalf.’

As though she had not heard a thing, Rosalie grabbed the nanny’s arm and strode back to the car. Once she was inside the car, she mumbled, “Did you see her son? He looks exactly like Elliot, when he was little.” “Do you suspect that he might be Elliot’s son?” The nanny asked.