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.

doing here? Didn’t you say you were

he was doing in the room

wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z,

 This was because she had no idea what his

Z, how would they proceed to discuss

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

with me,” Elliot ordered

raised her

was he

nor could she

to open the door but noticed that it was locked from the

of opening that door no

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you

cold sweat dripped down her back, and

she could drink, then she would

 However, she could

could not drink even if

 The door was locked, so

only walk toward him and try to

something to do today, but it

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

don’t know

name, but

 “Shaun came with

 “Where is

 “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

picked up his glass and took

help but be distracted by the

get drunk, drinking like

would he get home

as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s

the time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her

was soft, but

he think she

a toy that he

 Was she not allowed to have

her teeth and

with her, then

Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw

 Elliot was

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