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.

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

was doing in the

was Mr.

was because she had no idea

Mr. Z, how

deal with the blatant

ordered as he glared at

 Avery raised her

was he trying

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

the door but noticed that it was locked from the

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

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed with

in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back, and

would

 However, she could not

drink

 The door was locked, so there was no

only walk toward him

do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight. He agreed to invest in

Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her

don’t know his

name, but you came to

 “Shaun came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took another

help but be distracted by the sensual movements of

get drunk, drinking

would he get home if he got

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

she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her over and

couch was soft, but Avery was still

he think she

he could throw around

not allowed to have

teeth and got

was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point

the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming

 Elliot was

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