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.

took a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the

 She wanted to ask what he was doing in the room that

 She wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be so

 This was because she had no idea what his answer would

was Mr. Z, how would

was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had

with me,” Elliot ordered as

raised

he

told you I don’t drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to

but noticed that it was locked

door no matter how much strength she put

 “What’s going on, Elliot? Let me out!” she snapped as

a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or are you

dripped down her

she would drink with him

 However, she could not drink right

could not drink

 The door was locked, so

only walk toward him and try

“I had something to do

he raised his gaze and stared

don’t know his

his name, but you

 “Shaun came with

is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

a child. Even if I am your wife,

Elliot picked up his

 She could not help but be distracted by

he get

he get home if he

in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped

 By the time she noticed the pain, he had already yanked her over and thrown her onto the

 The couch was soft,

did he think she

he could throw

not allowed to have her

and got up

unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking the light in

was

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