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.

took a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you

doing

ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did

because she had no idea what his

Mr. Z, how

 If he was not, how would she deal with

with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her

raised

he trying to

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

to open the door but noticed that it was locked

that door no matter how much

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

in a threatening

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back, and her

she could drink, then she would drink with him to his heart’s

 However, she could not drink right

drink even if

so there

could only walk toward him and try to reason

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

he raised his gaze and stared at her

 “I don’t know

don’t even know his name, but you came to

 “Shaun came with

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

 She could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements

he get drunk, drinking like

he get home if he got

thought, Elliot’s

the time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her over and

 The couch was soft, but Avery was still

he think she

 Was she a toy that he could throw

 Was she not allowed to have her own thoughts

 She gritted her teeth and got up from the

unwilling to reason with her, then

she saw a tall figure looming over her

was standing

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