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

he was doing in the room that Mr.

Mr. Z, but she did

she had no idea what his

Z, how

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

ordered as he glared at her with

raised

 What was he trying

eyes, nor could she read his

tried to open the door but noticed that it was locked from the

no way of opening that door no matter

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

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

sweat dripped down her back, and her ankles

she could drink, then she would drink with him to his

could

 She could not drink even if he strangled

door was locked, so there was no

 She could only walk toward him

to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t

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

 “I don’t

don’t even know his name, but you came to meet

came with

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

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took another

help but be distracted by the sensual

he get

would he get home if

as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big

time she noticed the pain, he had

 The couch was soft,

 What did he think

he could throw

she not allowed to have

 She gritted her teeth and got up from the

 Since he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was

the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in front of

was standing

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