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 you say you were going to the old

he was doing in the room

if he was Mr. Z, but she

was because she had no idea what his

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

was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told

 “Come and drink with me,” Elliot ordered

 Avery raised

he

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

the door but noticed that it was locked from

door no matter how much strength

out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed with

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

sweat dripped down her back, and

would drink

 However, she could not

drink even if

locked, so there

toward him and

Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made

 “Who is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her

 “I don’t know his

his name, but you came

came

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no

she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

be distracted by the sensual

get drunk, drinking

get

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

time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked

was soft, but Avery was still

did he think she

he could throw around

she not allowed to have her own

teeth and got

with her, then there was no point

corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and

was standing

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