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

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the

was Mr. Z, but she

was because she had no

was Mr. Z, how

he was not, how would she deal with

and drink with me,” Elliot ordered

raised her

was he trying to

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

but noticed that it

opening that door no matter how

Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed

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

cold sweat dripped down her

would drink with

could not drink right

 She could not drink even if he strangled

door was locked, so there was no

toward him and try to reason

had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight. He agreed to invest

Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her

don’t know

his name, but you

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “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

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took another

distracted by the sensual movements of his

get drunk, drinking like

he get

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

had already yanked her over and

 The couch was soft,

 What did he think

a toy that he could throw around

to have

her teeth and got up

her, then there

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

 Elliot was

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