His Eagle Eyes on Me

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? 1

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. 5 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?" 2

Seeing her so nervous made Elliot press his lips into a thin line. 1

"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." 1

"This is a bar." 1

"Oh..." 2

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. 1 "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?" 5

"I heard you," Avery said, "but I have no reason to live my life by your words." 5

She remembered what happened last time like it was yesterday. 1

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. 4

Avery's reply made Elliot raise his thick brows. 4

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. 4

Which also meant that she did not take him seriously at all. 1

Elliot picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. 4

Avery took a deep breath and asked, "What are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going to the old mansion for dinner?" 3

She wanted to ask what he was doing in the room that Mr. Z had booked. 1

if he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be so

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Z, how would they proceed

how would she deal with the blatant lie she

drink with me," Elliot ordered as he glared at her with bloodshot

raised her

was he

She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted

tried to open the door but noticed that it was locked from

no way of opening that door no

Elliot? Let me out!" she snapped as

threatening tone. "Did

cold sweat dripped down her back, and her ankles shook.

she would drink with him to his heart's content.

she could not

even if he strangled

there was no

could only walk toward him and try to reason with

she stood next to him and lowered her gaze. "I had something to do today, but it wasn't something on campus. I

as he raised his gaze and stared

know

but you came to meet him?" "Shaun

"Where is he, then?"

"Stuck in traffic."

if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no right to interfere in my affairs." 4

by the sensual movements

he get drunk, drinking like

home if he

lost in thought, Elliot's big hand clasped around

already

was soft, but Avery was

he

that he could throw around as he

not allowed to have her own thoughts and opinions?

teeth and got

unwilling to reason with her,

point in holding

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

Elliot was standing up!

from the wheelchair!

at him in stunned silence as her