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.

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

was doing in the room that Mr.

Mr. Z, but she did not dare be so

had no idea what his answer would

Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

with the blatant lie she

me,” Elliot ordered as he

raised

he trying

nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave

open the door but noticed

of opening that door no matter how much

on, Elliot? Let me out!”

you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening

sweat dripped down

drink, then she would drink with him to his

could not

drink even if he

so there was no way

toward him and

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

Elliot asked as he raised his

don’t know

even know his name, but you came to

 “Shaun came with

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

deep 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 have no

up his

help but be distracted by the sensual

get drunk,

get home if he

in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped

he had already yanked her over and

soft, but

 What did he

that he could throw around as he

allowed to

her teeth and got up

with her, then there was

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

 Elliot was

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255