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

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the room that

 She wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z, but

was because she had no

how would they proceed to discuss

deal with the blatant lie she had told him that

drink with me,” Elliot ordered as

 Avery raised her

he trying to

I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read

but noticed that it was locked

of opening that door no matter how

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she

drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me,

cold sweat dripped down her back, and her

 If she could drink, then she would drink

could not drink right

could not drink even if he

 The door was locked, so there was no way

 She could only walk toward him

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

as he raised his gaze

 “I don’t know

name,

 “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

Elliot picked up his glass and took

 She could not help but be distracted by the

he get

 How would he get home if he got

 Just as she was lost in thought,

time she noticed the pain, he had

 The couch was soft, but

did he

a toy that he could throw

allowed to have her own

 She gritted her teeth and got up

 Since he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

the corner of her eye, she saw a tall

 Elliot was standing

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