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 say you were

what he was doing in the room

ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did

she had no

was Mr. Z, how would

with the blatant lie she

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

raised

was he trying to

his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy yourself. I’m

open the door but noticed that

no way of opening that door no matter

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed

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

down her back, and her ankles

would drink with him to his heart’s

 However, she could not

could not drink even if he strangled

 The door was locked, so there was

toward him

Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do

he raised his gaze and stared at

don’t

his name, but you came

 “Shaun came with

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if

she spoke, Elliot picked up his

 She could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements of

he get drunk,

he get home if he got

was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around

the pain, he had

couch was soft, but Avery was

did he

that he could throw

not allowed to have her own

and got up from

with her, then there was no

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

was

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