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.

are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion for

doing in the room that

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

she had no

If he was Mr. Z, how would they

not, how would she deal with the blatant

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

Avery raised her

he trying to

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

She tried to open the door but noticed that it was locked from the

door no matter how much strength

out!” she snapped

a threatening tone. “Did you

dripped down her back, and her ankles

If she could drink, then she would drink with him to his

could not drink right

drink even if he strangled

locked, so there was

She could only walk toward him and try to reason

something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I

is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her flushed

“I don’t know

even know his name,

“Shaun came

“Where is

“Stuck in traffic.”

a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no right to interfere in

spoke, Elliot picked up his

help but be distracted by

he get

get home if

in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around

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

The couch was soft, but Avery

did he

he could

Was she not allowed to have her own

She gritted her teeth and got

was unwilling to reason with her, then

eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in front of

was standing

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