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.

“What are you doing here?

what he was doing

was Mr.

because she had no idea

how would they proceed to

 If he was not, how would she deal with the

me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her

 Avery raised

 What was he trying to

told you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart.

tried to open the door but noticed that it was

way of opening that door no matter how much strength

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

 “I told you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone.

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down

would drink with him to

could

could not drink

was locked, so there was no way

 She could only walk toward him and try

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

he raised his gaze and stared at her flushed

don’t know his

even know his name, but

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

picked up his glass

be distracted by the sensual movements of his

 Would he get drunk, drinking like

he get home if he

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

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

couch was soft, but

did he

a toy that he could throw around as

 Was she not allowed to have her own thoughts

her teeth and got

to reason with her, then there was no

she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking

was standing

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