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.

a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you

what he was doing in the room that

he was Mr. Z, but

because she had no idea what his answer would

how would they proceed to discuss

with the blatant lie

drink with me,” Elliot ordered

 Avery raised

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

to open the door but noticed that it was

of opening that door no

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

me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone.

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back, and

 If she could drink, then she would drink with him

she could not drink

could not drink even

so there was

could only walk toward him and try to

morning,” Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do

he raised

don’t know his

his name, but

 “Shaun came

is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

Elliot with her watery eyes, and said, “I’m not a child. Even if I am your wife,

 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

could not help but be distracted by the

get drunk, drinking like

 How would he get home if

as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big

the time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her

was soft, but Avery was still

 What did he

a toy that he could throw around

to have her own thoughts

her teeth and got up from

her, then there was no

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

was standing

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