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.

“What are you doing here?

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the

Mr. Z, but she

no

how would they proceed

not, how would she deal with

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

raised

 What was he trying to

you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his

door but noticed that it was

that door no matter how much strength

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

a threatening tone. “Did you not hear

dripped down her

drink, then she would drink with him to

she could

not drink even if

 The door was locked, so there was no way

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

asked as he raised his

 “I don’t know

his name, but you came

came with

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no right to interfere in

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and

help but be distracted by the sensual movements of his

get

he get home

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

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

 The couch was soft, but Avery was

 What did he

a toy that he could throw around

to have

teeth and got up

with her, then there

corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming

was standing

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