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?”

doing in the room that Mr. Z

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

she had no idea what his

would they proceed to

not, how would she deal with the blatant

Elliot ordered as he glared at her with

Avery raised her brows.

was he

could she read his heart.

to open the door but noticed that it

that door no matter

me out!” she snapped as her cheeks

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

her back, and

she would drink with him

not drink right

not drink even if he

door was locked, so there

him and

stood next to him and lowered her gaze. “I had something to do today, but

as he raised his

don’t know

his name, but you came to

“Shaun came with me.”

“Where is he, then?”

“Stuck in traffic.”

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

picked up his glass and took

be distracted by the sensual movements

get drunk, drinking

he get home if

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

he had already yanked her over and thrown

but Avery

did he think

a toy that he could throw

allowed to have her own thoughts

teeth and

unwilling to reason with her,

of her eye, she saw a tall figure looming over

Elliot was standing up!

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