Elliot and Avery

Chapter 20

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.

asked, “What are you doing here? Didn’t you say you were going to the old mansion for

ask what he was doing in

wanted to ask if he was Mr. Z, but she did not dare be so

no idea what his

how would

deal with the

ordered as he glared

raised

he trying to

not read his eyes, nor could she read

but noticed that

of opening that door no matter

out!” she snapped as her cheeks

with me,” Elliot said in a threatening tone. “Did

down her back,

drink, then she would drink with him

 However, she could not drink right

 She could not drink

locked, so there was no

toward him and try to

had something to do today, but it wasn’t something on campus. I made an appointment to meet someone tonight. He agreed to invest in my father’s

asked as he raised his gaze and stared at

don’t know

don’t even know his name, but you

 “Shaun came

 “Where is he,

 “Stuck in traffic.”

not a child. Even if

picked up his glass and took

be distracted by the sensual movements

he get drunk, drinking

he get home if he got

lost in thought, Elliot’s big

had already yanked her over and thrown her onto the

couch was soft,

he think

a toy that he could throw around as he

not allowed to have her

her teeth and got up from the

he was unwilling to reason with her, then there was no

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

was

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