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.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old

what he was doing in

he was Mr. Z, but she

was because she had no idea

Mr. Z, how would

 If he was not, how would she deal with the blatant

drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared

 Avery raised

was he

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

the door but noticed that it

that door no matter how much strength

Let me out!” she snapped as

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

dripped down

drink, then she would drink with him to his

 However, she could not

drink even if he strangled

 The door was locked, so there was

could only walk toward him and try to

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 tonight. He agreed to invest in my

he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her

don’t know

even know his name, but

 “Shaun came with

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

 She could not help but be distracted

 Would he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if

in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around her

the time she noticed the pain, he had already

 The couch was soft,

did he think

that he could

 Was she not allowed to have her own thoughts

her teeth and got up from

reason with her, then

the corner of her eye, she saw

was standing

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