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.

deep breath and 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 room that Mr. Z had

Mr. Z, but she did not dare

was because she had no idea what his answer

Mr. Z, how

 If he was not, how would she deal with

Elliot ordered as he glared at her with bloodshot

 Avery raised her

 What was he

nor could she

door but

that door no matter how

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

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

dripped down

then she would drink with him to his

 However, she could not

could not drink even if he strangled

door was locked, so

 She could only walk toward him and try to reason with

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

Elliot asked as he raised

 “I don’t know

even know his name, but

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up

be distracted by the

 Would he get drunk, drinking

 How would he get home if he got

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

the pain, he had already yanked her

couch was soft, but Avery was still

 What did he think she

he

not allowed to have

gritted her teeth and got up from the

with her,

from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light

 Elliot was standing

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