When His Eyes Opened

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

to ask what he was doing in the room that Mr.

to ask if he was Mr. Z, but

was because she had no idea what

how would they proceed to discuss business

 If he was not, how would she deal with the

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

 Avery raised

was he trying to

don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy yourself.

open the door but

that door no matter how much strength

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped

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

cold sweat dripped down her back, and her

could drink, then she would drink with him to his heart’s

could not drink

drink even

door was locked, so there was no way

only walk toward him and try to reason with

something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an

raised his gaze and stared at her flushed

 “I don’t

 “You don’t even know his name, but you came to

came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

breath, looked straight at Elliot 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

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements of

 Would he get drunk, drinking like

 How would he get

was lost in thought, Elliot’s

pain, he had already yanked her over and thrown her onto the

was soft, but Avery

 What did he

a toy that he could throw

allowed to have her own thoughts

 She gritted her teeth and got up from the

unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

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

was standing