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.

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

to ask what he was doing in

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

 This was because she had no idea what his answer would

was Mr. Z, how would they proceed

with the

 “Come and drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her with

 Avery raised her

was he trying to

could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave

the door but noticed that it was locked

door no matter how much strength

on, Elliot? Let me out!”

a threatening tone. “Did

dripped down her

then she would drink with

she could

could not drink even if he

so there

only walk toward him and try to

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

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

don’t know his

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

came with

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and

distracted by

get drunk, drinking

 How would he get home if

lost in thought, Elliot’s

had already yanked her over and

 The couch was soft, but Avery was still

 What did he

he could throw around as he

to have

her teeth and got up

he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no point

as Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light

was standing

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