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.

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

what he was doing in the room that

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

 This was because she had no idea what

he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told

drink with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared at her with bloodshot

raised

he trying to

replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read

tried to open the door but noticed that it was

was no way of opening that door no matter

out!” she snapped as her

 “I told you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you

sweat dripped down her back, and her ankles

she would drink with him

 However, she could

 She could not drink even if he

locked, so there was

 She could only walk toward him and try to reason with

as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone

is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his gaze

 “I don’t know

name, but you came to meet

 “Shaun came with

 “Where is

 “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 and social life. You

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and

but be distracted

he get

get home if he

was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped

had

soft, but

 What did he think

 Was she a toy that he could throw around as he

to have

gritted her teeth and

with her, then

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

 Elliot was standing

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