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.

doing here? Didn’t you

doing in the room that

was Mr.

she had no idea what his

he was Mr. Z, how would

she deal with the blatant lie she had

Elliot ordered as he glared at her

 Avery raised

was he

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was

door but noticed that it was locked from

door no matter how much strength she put into

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she

Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her

would drink

 However, she could not

 She could not drink even if

door was locked, so there was

him and try

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

as he raised

 “I don’t

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

came with

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

“I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You

up his glass

help but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

get drunk, drinking

get

was lost in thought,

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

 The couch was soft, but

 What did he think she

she a toy that he

allowed to have her own thoughts

 She gritted her teeth and

reason with her, then there

as Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw

 Elliot was

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