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.

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

wanted to ask what he was doing in the room

if he was Mr. Z, but she did not

had no idea what his answer would

was Mr. Z, how would they proceed

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

Elliot ordered

 Avery raised her

he trying

read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All

open the door but noticed that it was locked from the

door no matter how much

 “What’s going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are you

dripped down her back, and

would

 However, she could not drink right

not drink

 The door was locked, so there was

him and try

next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but

asked as he raised his

don’t know his

don’t even know his name, but you

 “Shaun came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

looked straight at Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am

picked up his glass and took

not help but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

 Would he get drunk,

 How would he get home if

in thought, Elliot’s big

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

couch was soft, but

 What did he

a toy that he could throw

allowed to have her own

gritted her teeth and got up from

 Since he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point in

eye, she

 Elliot was standing

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