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

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

she had no idea what his answer would be. 2 Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet

was Mr. Z, how would they proceed

deal with the blatant lie she had told

drink with me," Elliot ordered as he glared at

raised her

he

nor could she read his heart. All she

open the door but noticed that it was locked from the

no way of opening that door no matter how much strength she put into it.

on, Elliot? Let me out!" she snapped as

you to drink with me," Elliot said in a threatening tone. "Did you not

down her back, and her

drink, then she would drink

not drink

even if he strangled

door was locked, so there was no way out.

him and

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 to

asked as he raised his gaze

don't know his

but you came to meet him?"

"Where is he, then?"

"Stuck in traffic."

a child. Even if I am your wife, I have my own space and social life. You have no right to interfere in my affairs." 4 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took another

could not help but be distracted by the sensual movements of

he get drunk, drinking like

get home if he

Elliot's big hand clasped

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

but Avery was still

did he

she a toy that he could throw

not allowed to have her own thoughts and

her teeth and got up from the

unwilling to reason

no point in

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

Elliot was standing up!

up from the wheelchair!

him in stunned silence as her