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

was doing in

to ask if he was Mr.

because she had no idea what his answer

Z, how

deal with the blatant lie she had

me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her with

raised her

was he trying

read his eyes, nor could

door but noticed that it was

that door no matter how

me out!”

Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are you feigning

cold sweat dripped down her

 If she could drink, then she would

she could

 She could not drink even if he strangled

 The door was locked, so there was

him and

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

asked as he raised his gaze

don’t know his

his name, but

came with

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space

picked up his glass

could not help but be distracted

 Would he get

get home if he

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

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

soft, but

 What did he think she

toy that he could throw around

 Was she not allowed to have

teeth and got up

 Since he was unwilling to reason with her,

up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming

was

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