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.

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

what he was doing in the room that Mr. Z had

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

she had no idea what

Z, how would they proceed to

he was not, how would she deal with

me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her

raised her

was he trying to

read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do

tried to open the door but noticed that it was

opening that door

Let me out!” she snapped as

a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are

Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back,

If she could drink, then she would drink with

she could not drink

not drink even if

door was locked, so there was no

could only walk toward him

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

“Who is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared at

don’t know

even know his name,

“Shaun came

is he,

“Stuck in traffic.”

if I am your wife, I have my own space and

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and

not help but be distracted by

get drunk,

get home if he

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

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

couch was soft, but Avery

What did he

toy that he could throw around as he

allowed to have

gritted her teeth and got up from the

was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

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

was standing

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