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.

and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion for

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the room that Mr. Z had

to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did not

was because she had no idea what his answer

how

how would she deal with the

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

raised

he trying

nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place.

to open the door but noticed that it was

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

me out!” she snapped as her

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

dripped down her

she could drink, then she would drink

could not drink

 She could not drink

was locked, so there was no way

walk 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 something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone

raised his gaze

don’t know

his name, but you came

came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

 Avery took a deep 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 have no right

up his

help but be distracted by the

he get drunk,

would he get home if

she was lost in thought, Elliot’s

the pain, he had

was soft, but Avery was

 What did he think she

he could throw around

 Was she not allowed to have her

gritted her teeth and got up from the

unwilling to reason with her,

to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the

 Elliot was

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