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 you say

to ask what he was doing in the room that

to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she

she had no idea what his answer would

Z, how would

was not, how would she deal with the blatant

Elliot ordered as he glared at her with bloodshot

 Avery raised her

was he trying

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

door but noticed

door no matter how much

me out!” she snapped as her

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

down her back, and her

would drink with him

could not drink right

 She could not drink

locked, so there was no

could only walk toward 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

raised his gaze and stared at

don’t know his

know his name,

 “Shaun came with

 “Where is

 “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 in my

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

not help but be distracted by

he get drunk,

would he get

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

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

was soft, but Avery was

 What did he think she

she a toy that he could throw

allowed to have her own thoughts and

gritted her teeth and got up from

to reason with her, then

she saw a tall

was standing

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