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 the room that Mr. Z had

if he was Mr. Z, but she did

 This was because she had no idea

was Mr. Z, how would

would she deal with the blatant

with me,” Elliot ordered

 Avery raised her

he trying

could she read his heart. All she

open the door but noticed that it was locked

way of opening that door no matter how

going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as

Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are you feigning

dripped down her back, and

she could drink, then she would drink with him

could not drink right

could not drink even if

 The door was locked, so there was

could only walk toward him

her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to

he?” Elliot asked as he raised his

don’t know his

 “You don’t even know his name,

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

Even if I

spoke, Elliot picked up his

but be distracted by the sensual

he get drunk, drinking

would he get home if

as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand

she noticed the pain, he had already

soft, but Avery was still

did he

she a toy that he could throw around as

 Was she not allowed to have her own

teeth and got up

was unwilling to reason with her, then there

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

was standing

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