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.

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

wanted to ask what he was doing in the

he was Mr. Z, but she did

she had no idea what his answer

 If he was Mr. Z, how

 If he was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told him

drink with me,” Elliot ordered as

 Avery raised her

he trying

replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do

but noticed that it

door no matter how much strength

 “What’s going on, Elliot? Let me out!”

a threatening tone. “Did you

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back,

she could drink, then she would drink with

she could

drink even if he

 The door was locked, so there

toward him and try

“I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus.

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

don’t know

his name, but you came to

 “Shaun came

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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 to interfere

up his glass

could not help but be distracted by the

 Would he get drunk, drinking like

get home if he

she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around her

noticed the pain, he had already yanked her over and thrown her onto

 The couch was soft,

he

toy that he could throw

she not allowed to have her own

teeth and got

to reason with her, then there was no

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

was standing

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