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.

you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going

doing in the room

he was Mr. Z, but

no idea

 If he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed

how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told him that

me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her

raised

he

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All

door but noticed that it

door

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she

a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are you

sweat dripped down her

she would drink with

could

could not drink even if he

 The door was locked, so there was

 She could only walk toward him and try to reason

to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I

he raised his gaze and stared at her

 “I don’t know his

even know his name, but you came

came

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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 right to interfere

spoke, Elliot picked up his

could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements of

 Would he get drunk,

would he get home if

she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around

the time she noticed the pain, he had

was soft, but Avery

did he think she

a toy that he could throw around as

 Was she not allowed to have

 She gritted her teeth and got

he was unwilling to reason with her, then

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

 Elliot was standing

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