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.

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

doing in the room that Mr. Z

if he was Mr. Z, but she

was because she had no idea what his answer would

how would

she deal with the blatant lie she had told him

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

raised

he trying to

eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place.

but noticed that it was locked from

 There was no way of opening that door no matter how much strength she put into

Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as

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

sweat dripped down her back, and her

would drink with

could

not drink even

 The door was locked, so there was no

could only walk toward him

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

is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared

 “I don’t know his

name, but you came

 “Shaun came

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

 She could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements

get

 How would he get home

in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around

she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her

soft, but

 What did he think

he could throw around as

not allowed to have her own

 She gritted her teeth and

was unwilling to reason with her, then

up, from the corner of her eye, she saw

was

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