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.

asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion for

wanted to ask what he was doing in the

Mr. Z, but she did

was because she had no idea

how would they proceed to

deal with the blatant lie she had told

Elliot ordered as he glared at her with bloodshot

 Avery raised her

 What was he trying

not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave

open the door but noticed that

 There was no way of opening that door no matter how much

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

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

cold sweat dripped down

could drink, then she would

 However, she could not

not drink

so there was no

walk toward him and

Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an

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

don’t know

even know his name, but you came

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

up his glass and took

be distracted by the

he get drunk, drinking like

 How would he get home if

she was lost in thought,

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

was soft, but Avery

 What did he

a toy that he could throw around

to have her own thoughts

 She gritted her teeth and got up from

 Since he was unwilling to reason with her,

her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the

was standing

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