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

She wanted to ask what he was doing

he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be

no idea what

he was Mr. Z, how would they

he was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie

and drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her

raised

What was he

replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy yourself. I’m

to open the door but noticed that it

door no

going on, Elliot? Let 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

cold sweat dripped down her back, and her ankles

she would drink with him

she could not

could not drink even

so there

toward him and try to reason

“I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an

asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her flushed

don’t know

don’t even know his name, but you came

came with

is he,

“Stuck in traffic.”

looked straight at Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I

spoke, Elliot picked up

be distracted by the sensual

get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if he

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

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

was soft, but Avery

What did he

she a toy that he could throw around as

not allowed to

her teeth and got up

unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point in

Just as Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking

was

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