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

he was doing in the room that Mr.

was Mr. Z, but she did not

she had no idea what

 If he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

how would she deal with the blatant lie she

me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her

raised her

he

told 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

to open the door but noticed that it was locked from

door no matter how much

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

Elliot said in a threatening

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her

she would drink with him

 However, she could

not drink even if

was locked, so there was

him

had something to do today,

raised his gaze and stared at her

 “I don’t

his name, but

came

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

straight at Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am

spoke, Elliot picked up

but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

 Would he get drunk,

get home if he got

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

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

 The couch was soft, but

he

he could

to have

 She gritted her teeth and got up from

with her, then

she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking

 Elliot was standing

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