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 say you were going to the old mansion

he was doing in the room that Mr. Z

Mr. Z,

was because she had no idea what his answer would

Z, how would they proceed to discuss business

 If he was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie

with me,” Elliot ordered as he glared

raised her

he

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

open the door but noticed that it was locked from

that door

out!” she snapped as

you to drink with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or

sweat dripped down her back, and

 If she could drink, then she would drink with him to

could not drink right

could not drink even if

locked, so

toward him and try to reason

something to do today, but it wasn’t

asked as he raised his gaze and

don’t know his

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

came with

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

Elliot with her watery eyes, 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

spoke, Elliot picked up his glass

not help but be distracted by the sensual

he get

would he get home if he

 Just as she was lost in thought,

he had already yanked her over and thrown her onto the

soft, but Avery was still

he think she

toy that he

not allowed to have her own thoughts

gritted her teeth and got up

 Since he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in front of

 Elliot was standing

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