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

ask if he was Mr. Z,

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how would they proceed

with the blatant lie she had

as he glared

her

was he trying

eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that place. "Enjoy

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

no matter how much strength she put into

on, Elliot? Let me out!" she

said in a threatening tone. "Did

dripped down her back, and her

she would drink with him

could not drink right

could not drink even if he strangled her.

so there

walk toward him and try

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

he?" Elliot asked as he raised his gaze

know his name."

his name, but you came to meet him?" "Shaun

"Where is he, then?"

"Stuck in traffic."

watery eyes, and said, "I'm not a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life.

could not help but be distracted by

drunk, drinking

would he get home if

was lost in thought, Elliot's big hand clasped around her

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

couch was soft, but Avery

did he think

she a toy that he could throw around as

not allowed to have her

and got up from the couch.

unwilling to reason with

point in holding back!

Avery was preparing to stand up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a

Elliot was standing up!

up from the

stunned silence as her mind went