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

wanted to ask what he was doing in

was Mr. Z, but she did not

she had no idea what

Mr. Z, how would

would she deal with the blatant lie she had told

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

raised

was he

his eyes, nor could

door but noticed

was no way of opening that door no matter how

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

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

down her back, and her ankles

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

 However, she could

 She could not drink even if he strangled

so there was

toward him and try to reason with

do today, but it wasn’t something on campus.

he raised his

don’t know his

even know his name, but you

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

said, “I’m not a child. Even if

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

distracted by the sensual

 Would he get

would he get home

lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped

time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her

 The couch was soft, but

he

that he could throw around as

 Was she not allowed to have her

teeth and got

was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

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

was

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