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.

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?”

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

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

had no

how would

with the blatant lie she had

as he glared at

Avery raised her brows.

he trying to

drink,” she replied. She could not read his eyes, nor could she read his heart. All she wanted to do was leave that

door but noticed

that door no matter how

Elliot? Let me out!” she

said in a threatening tone. “Did you not hear me, or

dripped down her back, and her ankles

could drink, then she would drink with him to

could not drink

even

door was locked, so there was no

walk toward him

gaze. “I had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight.

raised his gaze and stared at her

know his

know his name, but

“Shaun came with me.”

“Where is he, then?”

“Stuck in traffic.”

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

she spoke, Elliot picked up his glass and took

help but be distracted by the sensual

he get drunk, drinking like

would he get home if he got

as she was lost in thought, Elliot’s big hand clasped around her

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

soft, but Avery was still

he

he

to have her own thoughts

gritted her teeth and got up

unwilling to reason with her, then there was

of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over

Elliot was standing up!

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