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.

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

ask what he was doing in the room

he was Mr. Z,

had no idea what

 If he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

deal with the blatant lie

and drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared

 Avery raised her

he

nor could she read his

but noticed that it was locked from

way of opening that door no matter how much strength she

out!” she

you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back, and

could drink, then she would drink with

could not drink

not drink even

locked, so there was no

could only walk toward him and try

to you this morning,” Avery said as she stood next to 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 my father’s

raised his gaze and stared

don’t know

don’t even know his name, but you came

came

 “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

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and

but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

he get drunk,

 How would he get home

was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped

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

 The couch was soft, but Avery

he think

toy that he could throw

she not allowed to have

her teeth and got up from the

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

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

was

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