When His Eyes Opened By Simple Silence

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

doing in the room that Mr. Z had

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

This was because she had no idea what his

If he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to discuss

would she deal with the blatant lie she had told

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

raised

What was he

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

door but noticed that it was locked from

door no matter how much strength

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed

me,” Elliot said in a

Avery’s cold sweat dripped down

she could drink, then she would drink with him

could not drink right

drink

so there was no

toward him and try to reason with

stood 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 meet someone tonight. He agreed to invest in

he raised his gaze

don’t know his

name, but

“Shaun came with

“Where is

“Stuck in traffic.”

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

Elliot picked up his glass and

could not help but be distracted by the sensual

he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if he got

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

had already yanked her over and thrown

was soft, but Avery

What did he think she

Was she a toy that he could throw around as

she not allowed to have her own thoughts and

gritted her teeth and got up from the

her, then there was no point in holding

Just as Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in

was