When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 20

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.

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

to ask what he was doing in the room that Mr.

wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be so

because she had no idea what his answer

was Mr. Z, how would they

deal with the blatant

me,” Elliot ordered

raised her

he trying

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

open the door but noticed that it

of opening that door no matter how much strength she

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

said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or

cold sweat dripped down her back, and her ankles

could drink, then she would

could not drink

drink even if

so there was no

only walk toward him

gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight. He agreed to invest in my

he raised his gaze and stared at

 “I don’t know his

know his name, but you

came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife,

Elliot picked up his glass and took another

distracted by the sensual movements of

get

would he get home

lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand

had already yanked her over and thrown her

was soft, but Avery

did he think

she a toy that he could

she not allowed to have her own

her teeth and got up

with her, then there

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

 Elliot was standing

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