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.

are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the

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

because she had no idea what his answer would

how would

deal with the blatant lie she had told

with me,” Elliot ordered as

raised her

 What was he trying

not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place.

the door but noticed that it was locked from

door no matter how much strength

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

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

cold sweat dripped down her back, and

 If she could drink, then she would drink with him to his

could not

could not drink even if

was locked, so there was no

 She could only walk toward him and

her gaze. “I had something to do today,

raised his gaze and stared at

 “I don’t know

name, but you came

 “Shaun came

is

 “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 have no right to interfere in my

Elliot picked up his glass and took another

distracted by the sensual

he get drunk, drinking

get home if

lost in thought,

noticed the pain, he had already yanked

was soft, but

he think

 Was she a toy that he could throw around as

she not allowed to have her own thoughts

her teeth and got up from the

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

was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in front of

 Elliot was standing

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