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

ask what he was doing in the room that Mr.

he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare

 This was because she had no idea

Z, how would

would she deal with the blatant lie she had told him that

drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared

raised her

 What was he trying to

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. I’m

but

way of opening that door no matter how

 “What’s going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed with

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

down her back, and her

drink, then she would

she could

could not drink even if he strangled

so

 She could only walk toward him and try to reason with

stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it

he raised his gaze and stared at

 “I don’t know his

name, but you

came

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took another

be distracted by the sensual movements of his

he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if he

 Just as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand

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

 The couch was soft, but Avery was

he think

he could throw around as

to have

 She gritted her teeth and got up from the

unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point

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

 Elliot was standing

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