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.

took a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the

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

he was Mr. Z,

she had no idea what

was Mr. Z, how would they

If he was not, how would she deal with the

me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at

Avery raised

he trying to

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

open the door but

way of opening that door no matter

Let me out!” she snapped as

you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you

dripped down her back, and her

drink, then she would drink with

she could not drink right

not drink even if he strangled

door was locked, so there was

could only walk toward him and try to reason

stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight.

Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared

don’t know his

“You don’t even know his name, but you came to

came with

“Where is

“Stuck in traffic.”

if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life.

up

She could not help but be distracted

he get

he get

as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped

he had already yanked her over and thrown her

was soft, but

What did he think

Was she a toy that he could throw

not allowed to have her

gritted her teeth and

he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

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

Elliot was standing

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