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.

breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the room

ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare

had no idea

Mr. Z, how

deal with

with me,” Elliot ordered

 Avery raised her

 What was he

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

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

 There was no way of opening that door no matter how much

me out!” she snapped

in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear

sweat dripped down her back, and

would drink with him

 However, she could not drink right

 She could not drink even if he

 The door was locked, so there

could only walk toward him

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

raised his gaze and stared

 “I don’t

even know his name, but

came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

spoke, Elliot picked up

but be distracted by

he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if

she was lost in thought, Elliot’s

pain, he had

couch was soft, but Avery

did he think

he could throw around as he

to have her own thoughts

and got up from

he was unwilling to reason with her, then there

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

was standing

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