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

to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she

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Z, how would they proceed to

he was not, how would she deal with the blatant lie she had told him that morning?

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

raised her

was he trying

could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was

noticed that it was locked from the

opening that door no matter how much strength she put into

out!" she snapped as her

a threatening tone. "Did you not hear me, or

down her

would drink with

she could not

not drink even if he strangled

there was no

and try to reason with him.

him and lowered her gaze. "I had something to do today, but it wasn't something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight. He

asked as he raised his gaze

know

but you came to meet him?" "Shaun came

"Where is he, then?"

"Stuck in traffic."

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 affairs." 4 While she spoke, Elliot picked up his

distracted by

drunk, drinking like

he get home

was lost in thought, Elliot's big hand clasped

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

but Avery was still

did he

a toy that he could throw around as he

allowed to have her own

her teeth and got up from the

was unwilling to reason

in holding back!

up, from the corner of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming

Elliot was standing up!

from

stared at him in stunned silence as