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 you were going to the old

what he was doing in the room that Mr. Z

if he was Mr. Z, but she did

she had no idea what his answer

how would they proceed to

with

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

raised

he trying

told you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted

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

was no way of opening that door no matter how much strength she put

Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed

a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me,

dripped down her back, and her ankles

drink, then she would drink with him to

 However, she could not

drink even if he strangled

locked, so there was

toward him and try to reason

you this morning,” Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t

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

 “I don’t

don’t even know his name, but

 “Shaun came

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

picked up his glass and

not help but be distracted by the sensual movements of

he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if he got

 Just as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big

he had already yanked her over and thrown

couch was soft, but Avery was still

he think she

that he could throw around as

not allowed to have her own thoughts

 She gritted her teeth and got up from

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

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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