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?

was doing

if he was Mr.

 This was because she had no idea what his answer

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

not, how would she deal with the blatant lie

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

 Avery raised her

he trying

could she read his heart. All she wanted to

to open the door but noticed that it was locked from

 There was no way of opening that door

out!”

in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear

cold sweat dripped down her

drink, then she would drink with him to

she could not

not drink even

door was locked, so there was no

 She could only walk toward him and

Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today,

he raised his gaze

don’t

don’t even know his name, but you came to

came with

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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 in my

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

not help but be distracted by the sensual movements

 Would he get drunk,

would he get home if

thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around her

had already yanked her over and thrown her onto the

couch was soft, but Avery was still

 What did he think

he

not allowed to have her own thoughts

and got

he was unwilling to reason with her, then

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

 Elliot was standing

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