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.

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

what he was doing in the room that

if he was Mr. Z, but she did

 This was because she had no idea what his answer would

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

she deal with the blatant lie she had told him that

Elliot ordered as he glared

 Avery raised her

was he trying to

read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All

 She tried to open the door but

that door no

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she

a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me,

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her

 If she could drink, then she would drink

could

could not drink

door was locked, so there was no way

could only walk toward him and try

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

raised

 “I don’t know

don’t even know his name, but

came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

“I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took another

be distracted by

 Would he get drunk, drinking

get home if he

she was lost in thought, Elliot’s

he had already yanked her

couch was soft,

he

he could throw

she not allowed to have her own

and got up from the

to reason with her, then there was no point in

corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in front

 Elliot was

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