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?

ask what he was doing in the room that Mr. Z

wanted to ask if he was Mr.

 This was because she had no idea

Mr. Z, how would they proceed

not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told him

me,” Elliot ordered

 Avery raised her

he trying to

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

tried to open the door but noticed that it was locked from

door no matter how much strength she put

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed with

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

down her back, and her ankles

drink, then she would drink with him to

she could not

drink even if he

so

 She could only walk toward him

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

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

 “I don’t know

don’t even know his name, but you came

came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no right to interfere

up

distracted by the sensual

get drunk,

get home

she was lost in thought, Elliot’s

pain, he had already yanked her over and

couch was soft,

did he

that he could throw around

 Was she not allowed to have

gritted her teeth and

reason with her, then there

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

was

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