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.

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

ask what he was doing in the room that Mr.

to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be

because she had no

how would they proceed to

with

and drink with me,” Elliot ordered

raised her

he trying to

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read

door but noticed that it was locked

of opening that door no matter how

out!” she snapped as her cheeks

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

down her back, and her

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

 However, she could not

could not drink even if he

locked, so there was no way

walk toward him and

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

don’t know

don’t even know his name, but you

 “Shaun came

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

not help but be distracted

get drunk, drinking

would he get home

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

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

couch was soft, but Avery was still

 What did he

 Was she a toy that he could throw

allowed to have

 She gritted her teeth and got up from the

he was unwilling to reason with her, then there

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

 Elliot was standing

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