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.

you doing here? Didn’t you

ask what he was doing in the room that Mr. Z had

 She wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z,

no idea what his

he was Mr. Z, how would they proceed to

how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told

me,” Elliot ordered

 Avery raised

 What was he

replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read

the door but noticed that it was locked

no way of opening that door no matter how much strength

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

Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did you

 Avery’s cold sweat dripped down her back,

she could drink, then she would drink with

could

 She could not drink

door was locked, so there

only walk toward him and try

morning,” Avery said as she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment

he raised

don’t

 “You don’t even know his name, but you

came with

 “Where is

 “Stuck in traffic.”

 Avery took a deep 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 own space and social life. You have no right to interfere in my

up his glass

 She could not help but be distracted

get drunk, drinking

get home if he

was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand

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

couch was soft,

did he think

a toy that he could throw

to

 She gritted her teeth and got up from

her, then there was no point in holding

 Just as Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over her and blocking

was standing

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