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.

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

doing in the room that Mr. Z had

 She wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did

she had no idea what his answer

he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

 If he was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she

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

raised her

was he

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

the door but noticed

way of opening that door no

Elliot? Let me out!” she

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

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back, and

would drink with him to

could

not drink even if

door was locked, so

toward him

gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight.

raised his

 “I don’t

don’t even know his name, but you came

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. You have no right to interfere

up his glass and

 She could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements

he get drunk,

would he get home if

lost in thought, Elliot’s big

time she noticed the pain, he had

was soft, but Avery was still

did he think she

 Was she a toy that he could throw

allowed to have her own

teeth and got up from the

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

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

 Elliot was standing

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