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.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going

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

Mr. Z, but she did not

This was because she had no

was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to discuss business

not, how would she deal with the

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

Avery raised

was he trying to

you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy

She tried to open the door but noticed that

no way of opening that door no matter

“What’s going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she

in a threatening tone. “Did you

cold sweat dripped down her back, and

If she could drink, then she would drink with him to his heart’s

However, she could not drink right

not drink even

door was locked, so there

him and try to reason

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

as he raised his gaze and stared at

don’t know

name, but you came to

came

is he,

“Stuck in traffic.”

said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life.

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

but be distracted by the sensual movements of

Would he get drunk, drinking like

get home if he

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

he had already yanked her over and thrown

was soft, but Avery

What did he think

he could throw

not allowed to have her own thoughts and

teeth and

unwilling to reason with her, then there

Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall

was

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