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.

took a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion

doing in the room

he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be

was because she had no idea what

was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to discuss

 If he was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she

with me,” Elliot ordered as he

 Avery raised her

 What was he

nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to

to open the door but

no way of opening that door no matter how much

out!” she snapped as her cheeks flushed

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

dripped down her back, and her ankles

drink, then she would drink with

 However, she could not drink right

not drink

was locked, so there

walk toward him and

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

asked as he raised

 “I don’t

don’t even know his name, but you came to

came with

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

spoke, Elliot picked up his

not help but be distracted by the sensual movements

get drunk, drinking

get

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

he had already yanked her

was soft,

he

she a toy that he could throw

she not allowed to have her own

teeth and got up from

he was unwilling to reason with her,

she

 Elliot was

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