Chapter 20

Avery felt like someone was strangling her.

She felt suffocated as the world began to spin around her.

How could Elliot be Mr. Z?!

Mr. Z sent her eight hundred thousand dollars and wanted to invest in Tate Industries. How was it possible that Elliot would do that?

However, if he was not Mr. Z, then what was he doing there?

Her mind spun as she looked at the man before her. His wheelchair, dark shirt, and unusually fair skin told her that the man in front of her was no other than Elliot Foster.

Avery let out a cold breath and subconsciously took a few steps back, but the door to the private room was closed.

“Leaving before saying hello?”

Seeing her so nervous made Elliot press his lips into a thin line.

“What are you doing in a place like this?”

Avery raised her hand to push a strand of hair behind her ear. She forced herself to stay calm as she said, “I… I’m here to have dinner with some friends.”

“This is a bar.”

“Oh…”

Avery glanced around the private room. It was a large room that was lavishly decorated, but she felt like she was in hell and could not settle down.

“I… I think I came to the wrong place. I’ll go look for them now.”

“Avery Tate,” Elliot hissed. His voice was as cold as ice. “Did you not take what I said this morning seriously?”

“I heard you,” Avery said, “but I have no reason to live my life by your words.”

She remembered what happened last time like it was yesterday.

She had not drunk that night, but he had insisted that she had dressed like a prostitute so that she might go out drinking with other men.

Avery’s reply made Elliot raise his thick brows.

He knew she was different from other women. She had her own opinions, and she did not back down in the face of power. Most importantly, no matter how sternly he warned her, she would never take his threats seriously.

Which also meant that she did not take him seriously at all.

Elliot picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

doing here? Didn’t you say you were

She wanted to ask what he was doing in the room that Mr.

if he was Mr. Z,

because she had no idea what his answer would

how would they proceed to discuss business

how would she deal with the blatant lie she

“Come and drink with me,” Elliot ordered

Avery raised

What was he

you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she

She tried to open the door but noticed that it was

way of opening that door no matter how much strength she put

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

told you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are

down her back, and

she would drink with him

she could not drink right

drink even if

The door was locked, so

him and try

gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on

asked as he raised

“I don’t

don’t even know his name, but you came

“Shaun came

“Where is

“Stuck in traffic.”

took a deep breath, looked straight at Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social

spoke, Elliot picked up

but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

he get drunk,

would he get

lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around

the time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her over and thrown her onto the

couch was soft, but Avery was

did he think

he could throw around

not allowed to have

teeth and

reason with her, then there

preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a

was standing

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