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

ask what he was doing in the

he was Mr. Z,

no idea what

he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to discuss business

not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she

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

raised

was he

she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted

open the door but noticed that

opening that door no matter how

out!” she snapped as

me,” Elliot said in a threatening

cold sweat dripped down her back, and her

 If she could drink, then she would drink

she could not

 She could not drink even

was locked, so

him

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 tonight. He

asked as he raised his gaze and stared at her

 “I don’t know

even know his name, but you came to meet

came with

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and

could not help but be distracted by the sensual

 Would he get

would he get home if

lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around her

the pain, he had already

soft, but Avery was

 What did he

that he could throw around

to have

and

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

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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