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

 She wanted to ask what he was doing

he was Mr. Z, but

no idea what his

he was Mr. Z, how

she deal with the blatant lie she had told him that

 “Come and drink with me,” Elliot ordered as

raised her

 What was he trying to

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All

open the door but noticed that

of opening that door no matter

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

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

sweat dripped down her back,

would

she could

 She could not drink even

door was locked, so there was

him and try to reason with

lied to you this morning,” Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today,

asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her flushed

 “I don’t know his

know his name, but you

came with

 “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

Elliot picked up his glass and took

help but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

 Would he get drunk, drinking like

get home

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

had already yanked her over

couch was soft, but Avery

he think

toy that he

allowed to

gritted her teeth and got up

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

she saw a tall figure looming over her and

was

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