When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 20

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.

here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion

doing in

was Mr.

because she had no idea what

Z, how would they proceed to

how would she deal with the

Elliot ordered as he

raised

he trying to

I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. “Enjoy yourself.

open the door but noticed

of opening that door no matter how much strength she

Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

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

down her back, and her ankles

 If she could drink, then she would drink with him

 However, she could not drink

 She could not drink even if he strangled

locked, so there was

 She could only walk toward him and try to

next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t

is he?” Elliot asked as he raised his

don’t know

know his name, but you came to

came with

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

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

picked up his glass and took another

could not help but be distracted

get drunk, drinking

get home if he got

lost in thought, Elliot’s big

the pain, he had already yanked her over and thrown

couch was soft,

 What did he think

she a toy that he could throw around as

to have her own thoughts and

her teeth and got

reason with her, then there was no point in

preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure

 Elliot was standing

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