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

ask what he was doing in the room that Mr.

 She wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z, but

was because she had no

he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

she deal with the blatant lie she had told him that

Elliot ordered as he glared at

 Avery raised

he trying to

you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy yourself.

door but noticed

of opening that door no

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

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

dripped down her back, and her

would drink with

could not drink

not drink even if he strangled

was locked, so there was no

only walk toward him and

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

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

 “I don’t know his

his name,

came

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

straight 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

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

not help but be distracted by the sensual

 Would he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if

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

 By the time she noticed the pain, he had

soft, but Avery

 What did he think she

a toy that he could throw around as he

 Was she not allowed to

her teeth and got

was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point in holding

the corner of her eye, she saw a

was

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