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.

here? Didn’t

was doing in the room that

was Mr.

no idea what

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

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

with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her with bloodshot

 Avery raised her

he

could she read his heart. All she wanted to

the door but noticed that it

 There was no way of opening that door no matter how much strength she put

me out!”

in a threatening tone. “Did you not

cold sweat dripped down her back,

she would drink with him to

she could not drink right

 She could not drink even if he strangled

so there was

only walk toward him and try to

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

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

don’t

his name,

came

 “Where 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

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

distracted by the sensual movements of

 Would he get drunk,

 How would he get home

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

had already yanked her over

couch was soft,

 What did he think she

she a toy that he

she not allowed to have her own thoughts

gritted her teeth and got up from

reason with her, then there was

from the corner of her eye, she saw a

 Elliot was

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