CHAPTER 12: CHAPTER 12: SHE MUST BE HERE TO SEDUCE THE BOSS, RIGHT?

"No need, ask your assistant to come stay. It’s not suitable for me to live here." She said with a smile, and decisively left with her bag and phone in hand.

Elias Spencer slightly curled his lips, feeling his teeth ache from her words. Could it be jealousy?

The second evening, Crowne Plaza Hotel.

Summer Nolan received a call from Raymond Dawson in the afternoon. Of course, she was eager to quickly strengthen herself at the law firm. Without strength, how could she confront her enemies?

She ought to thank old man Dawson indeed.

Driving her white Bentley and stopping at the hotel in the outskirts, the car door opened to reveal a long, slender leg in an eight-centimeter black stiletto heel stretching out from inside.

She wore a black fitted short cocktail dress, her cold white long legs were eye-catching, and the off-the-shoulder cut framed her swan neck and collarbones like a work of art.

Standing 172 cm tall herself, and with high heels, she visually appeared taller than men over 180 cm.

Getting out of the car, she tossed the keys to the valet.

With a lazy flick of her slightly curled long hair, she confidently strode into the luxurious hotel lobby with a powerful aura, attracting the gaze of many men inside.

Took the elevator to the eighth floor.

Raymond Dawson, who had been mingling with a few bosses at the entrance, was a middle-aged man with graying hair and a warm smile but sharp eyes.

Seeing her finally arrive, he warmly and appropriately smiled, saying:

"Attorney Nolan truly deserves to be our legal industry’s goddess. No matter the circumstance, you always stand out."

"By the way, let me introduce you to some people: this is Mr. Lewis from Lowell Group, Mr. Wright from Adler Group, and this is Mr. Adler from Conwell Pharma Group."

Summer Nolan extended her hand with a slightly assertive social smile, shaking hands with them one by one—

In the crowd not far away, Elias Spencer glanced over at her. Seeing her dress so short, his already cold eyes seemed to turn even colder.

Summer was talking with the bosses, suddenly aware of a familiar gaze. She turned and glanced over to see him, surprisingly.

Was he also here tonight?

The two exchanged looks briefly before quickly averting their gaze.

After socializing for over two hours at the event, Summer was a bit tipsy. She accidentally bumped into someone in the crowd and spilled her drink on the back of the person’s suit!

"Sorry..." she apologized.

A familiar woman’s voice; the tall, thin man in his thirties with gold-rimmed glasses and a cunning face turned around with the woman holding his arm—

It wasn’t until then that Summer realized that the two people were her former law firm boss, Ethan Quinn.

And his lover, Lily Dunn.

"Attorney Nolan... what brings you here?" he raised an eyebrow, looking at her drunken, disheveled state, slightly curling his lips.

Hah, had she fallen to such a state after leaving his firm?

In fact, he used to like Summer. He treated her decently in the past few years, but she was ungrateful, always playing dumb with him. So he pampered Lily intentionally to provoke her.

To make her realize she was nothing without his protection at the firm!

Lily glanced at him and laughed, "She must be unemployed, unable to find a job, and here to hook up with wealthy bosses, right?"

With Ethan’s warning, what law firm would dare hire her? So what else could she be doing here except trying to catch a man?

Summer, looking at these two scoundrels who wished she’d degrade into mud, laughed—

Seeing her just laugh without retorting, Ethan thought she truly was at her wit’s end now.

He removed Lily’s hand from his arm, approached Summer, leaned close to her ear, and placed a hand on her sexy buttocks, whispering,

"If you haven’t found a job yet, I could give you another chance. I booked a room in this hotel, you can come... ’beg’ me."

Men are like that, the harder something is to get, the more they want it.

Lily, seeing him being so intimate with this woman and inviting her to the room, was both angry and anxious. After all the effort to drive her away, she couldn’t let her come back!

Summer caught his hand and tossed it aside, smiling charmingly,

"Sure, slap that woman twice, and I’ll come to your room tonight."

Lily looked immediately at her boss, would he really hit me?

Not far away, Elias Spencer watched her flirtatious interaction with her former boss, his cold face inadvertently sinking, and turned to leave.

He never knew she was so intimate with her former boss—

"Are you serious?" Ethan asked, looking at her.

"What are you talking about? If you’re unwilling to act, forget it."

Summer pretended to leave, and Ethan, looking at his lover, gritted his teeth and quickly delivered two slaps across her face:

"Slap! Slap!"

The crisp, loud sound of slaps drew gossip from those around.

"..." Lily covered her burning face with one hand, glaring angrily at the heartless man, and was even more infuriated with that bitch Summer!

It was all her instigation.

"So, will you come with me to the room now?"

Ethan suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist. Not only could he sleep with her, but she was also very capable of making money for him, a good deal.

Seeing him dare to touch her, Summer smiled slightly, then suddenly splashed her drink onto his face!

"Swoosh...!"

"I don’t fancy you." she laughed, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ethan wiped the dripping alcohol from his face, his expression sinister. Removing his glasses, he took out a white handkerchief to wipe his face, and suddenly laughed, asking,

"Were you playing me just now?"

"Yes, I was playing you." Summer laughed at him and his little lover, feeling a great sense of relief.

He narrowed his eyes, suddenly raising his hand, as Summer was about to kick him in the groin, his wrist was suddenly grabbed!

Elias Spencer?

"Aren’t you at odds with her? Why meddle?"

Ethan’s face was somber, but before he finished talking, Elias punched him in the face: "Bang!!!"

The man was knocked to the ground, feeling dizzy, looking at Elias in disbelief and anger; why was he helping that woman?

Summer looked down at him,

"First, you shouldn’t have touched me, and second, don’t think I don’t know you’ve been secretly oppressing me.

But sorry, I’ve already joined a law firm..."

"Which firm?" Ethan asked angrily, clenching his fists, which firm dared go against him?

"Guess?" Summer provocatively uttered these two words, enraging him further.

What nonsense! Ethan indeed was maddened by her... Summer, just you wait!

People around watched them, none stepping in to help, quietly gossiping among themselves.

Elias pulled her away.

Summer worriedly glanced around, relieved not to see Raymond Dawson.

Once inside the elevator, she turned to look at this cold man, suddenly elbowing him: "Why did you help me just now?"

"..." Elias didn’t want to answer such a dumb question.

Such an uninteresting man, always looking so cold, about time someone put him in his place, Summer stopped asking.

Once downstairs in the lobby, she told him, "You go ahead. I’ll call for a ride, otherwise, I’ll have to come back tomorrow."

"Have your assistant pick up the car tomorrow. Do you want to wait here for that Ethan to come down and settle accounts with you?" he asked.

Thinking about that man’s enraged look, Summer decisively left with her ex-boyfriend.

Under the influence of alcohol, she slept all the way, feeling an inexplicable sense of security by his side, sleeping soundly.

She didn’t even realize when he carried her out of the car to his place.