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.

deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion for

he was doing in the room that

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

because she had no

Mr. Z, how would they proceed to discuss

with the blatant lie

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

 Avery raised her

he

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do

tried to open the door but noticed that

 There was no way of opening that door no matter how

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed with

in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me,

down her back, and

she could drink, then she would drink with him

could

 She could not drink

 The door was locked, so

only walk toward him and try to reason with

had something to do today, but it wasn’t

he raised his gaze and stared at her flushed

don’t

know his name, but you came to meet

came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

up his glass

but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

get

 How would he get home

in thought, Elliot’s

noticed the pain, he had already

soft, but Avery was still

he think

that he could throw

allowed to have

 She gritted her teeth and got up

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

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

 Elliot was

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