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.

took a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say

was doing

to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she

because she had no idea what his answer would

how would

she deal with the blatant

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

Avery raised her

he trying to

told you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read

but noticed that it was

that door no matter how much strength she put into

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped

Elliot said in a

down her back, and her ankles

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

could not drink

drink

door was locked, so there was no way

toward him and

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

“Who is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his

“I don’t

don’t even know his name, but you came

“Shaun came

“Where is

“Stuck in traffic.”

at Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space

Elliot picked up his glass

distracted

he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if he got

thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around

noticed the pain, he had already yanked her over and

couch was soft, but Avery was

did he think

toy that he

Was she not allowed to have her own thoughts

her teeth and got up from the

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

to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a

Elliot was

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