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.

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

doing in the room that Mr. Z had

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

she had no

Mr. Z, how would they

not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had

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

Avery raised

was he trying

She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that

the door but noticed that

There was no way of opening that door no matter how much

going on, Elliot? Let me out!”

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

dripped down

then she would drink with him to

However, she could not drink

could not drink

The door was locked, so there

could only walk toward him

do today, but it

Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared

don’t know his

his name,

“Shaun came

is he,

“Stuck in traffic.”

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 life. You

While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

could not help but be distracted by the sensual

Would he get

he get

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

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

The couch was soft, but Avery was still

What did he think

toy that he could throw around as he

allowed to have her own thoughts and

gritted her teeth and got up from

unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point

stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking

Elliot was

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