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

 She wanted to ask what he was doing

to ask if he was Mr.

she had no

was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to discuss

with the

 “Come and drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at

 Avery raised

he

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy yourself. I’m

the door but noticed that it was locked from the

door no

out!” she snapped as her

Elliot said in a threatening

sweat dripped down her back, and her

then she would drink with him to his heart’s

could

could not drink even if he

so there was no way

 She could only walk toward him

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

 “Who is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze and

don’t know his

know his name, but you

came with

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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 in my

picked up his

be distracted by the

get

 How would he get home if

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

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

 The couch was soft, but Avery was

did he think

he could throw around as he

allowed to

 She gritted her teeth and got up from the

unwilling to reason with her, then

she saw a tall figure looming over

was

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