CHAPTER 121: CHAPTER 121: GO FIND YOUR SWEETHEART ASSISTANT

"I never expected you to be so useless. Losing the lawsuit is one thing, but getting pinned with so many charges—are you going to take responsibility for Summit’s losses?!"

Raymond Dawson stood before the desk, not daring to retaliate despite the pain from the blow. He glanced up at him and frowned, timidly explaining:

"Chairman Sterling, it’s not entirely my fault. I took over this case last minute yesterday, without any prior preparation.

If anyone’s to blame, it’s Elias Spencer. Who knows where he’s disappeared to, leaving you with such heavy losses!"

"..." Sean Sterling’s face darkened at his words, and he picked up his phone to call Elias Spencer again, but it was still turned off.

Damn it, where has this man gone?

"Is Summer Nolan also missing?" His eyes grew deep and contemplative.

"Yes, the two of them disappeared together at the island resort the day before yesterday." Raymond Dawson nodded in response.

"Hmph, isn’t that a bit too coincidental..."

Sean Sterling clasped his hands behind his back, letting out a cold snort, suspecting that Summer Nolan used some trick to intentionally trap Elias Spencer there.

Could it be that she found out it was me who sent those thugs, and this is her way of getting back at me?

His eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting a hint of malice—

-

Around 3 PM, Summer Nolan and Elias Spencer coincidentally arrived at the law firm.

They got out of the car and exchanged glances. Summer looked at him standing not too far away, speechless. Why did he have to come at this time too?

If they walked into the office together, colleagues would surely gossip.

Elias Spencer, on the other hand, seemed unperturbed, acting as if he didn’t care.

Summer was about to get back into her car to wait for him to go up first when suddenly another car pulled up, and Raymond Dawson emerged from it.

With a look of surprise, he asked, "Attorney Nolan, where have you been these past days? Why are you just getting back now? I was worried sick."

"That day, a client called both Attorney Spencer and me to discuss the case on a yacht. Once onboard, we inadvertently offended some shady characters and got kidnapped.

Fortunately, we escaped and just got back to the city this morning." Summer fabricated a lie to explain.

Of course, Raymond Dawson knew she had tricked Elias Spencer onto the boat, but feigned concern and asked, "Are you both unharmed?"

"No injuries," she replied.

"That’s good to hear. By the way, Attorney Spencer, since you didn’t make it back yesterday, I took your place in court. But because I wasn’t prepared, Summit lost the case, and the losses were severe.

Chairman Sterling is quite upset, so remember to apologize to him." Raymond Dawson passed the buck to him.

"Since Director Dawson lost the case, you’re the one who should apologize," Elias Spencer said as he walked away.

Raymond Dawson’s expression soured.

"Did Director Dawson receive the legal fees?" Summer asked him.

The mention of legal fees turned Raymond Dawson’s face even darker as he replied gravely, "I asked that old bastard for the fees, but not only did he refuse, I also got scolded for several hours! It’s no wonder we lost the case."

Apologize, my ass!

He was beyond fed up.

Summer almost couldn’t help but laugh at his words. He ended up with no legal fees and a blow to his reputation?

Playing him felt so satisfying.

"Chairman Sterling is pretty upset right now. Try asking him again after some time," she encouraged.

"Mm, I suppose that’s my only option." Suddenly remembering Elias Spencer’s assistant, he asked, "By the way, did Iris Lynn return with you guys?"

"Didn’t Iris Lynn come back with the law firm group?" Summer cautiously asked in return.

"The day you tricked Attorney Spencer onto the yacht, she seemed to have disappeared too. I managed to reach her by phone. She said she was going to find Elias Spencer.

But when I called again yesterday, her phone was suddenly off. Do you think something might have happened?"

He really didn’t want to get involved with Elias Spencer, but if something had happened, the firm would be held accountable.

Summer grew more cautious of that woman—they were discreet during the trip, but could she have spotted them sharing a room?

After all, she liked Elias Spencer and would naturally pay more attention to his whereabouts.

Heading to the office, she went straight to Elias Spencer’s room.

The man seated behind the desk lifted his eyes to her, his tone cool, "What’s up?"

"Did you hear from Iris Lynn these past days?" Summer walked in and asked.

"No, why?" he asked back.

"Raymond Dawson mentioned that she went looking for us at the resort and hasn’t returned. I’m worried she might have seen us sharing a room.

Could she have secretly followed us onto the yacht?" she told the man.

"Even if she saw, she wouldn’t mention it to anyone at the firm." In Elias Spencer’s eyes, Iris Lynn had always been obedient, never having done anything to harm him.

For instance, when Summer was new to the firm, she also witnessed their ambiguous relationship but never leaked a word.

"Ha, you certainly trust her," Summer chuckled, feeling an inexplicable discomfort.

"You said she went to find us at the resort and hasn’t returned?" he asked.

"Yes, you should drive over and look for her. What if something happens to your dear assistant?" she remarked offhandedly, arms crossed.

Elias Spencer glanced at her without replying, simply taking his phone out to call the assistant—but it was turned off?

Could something have happened?

"She went out with the firm group; if something happened, the firm would bear responsibility. Did Raymond Dawson mention when he last had contact with her?" he asked.

"Yesterday," Summer answered curtly, noting his genuinely concerned demeanor. Wasn’t his worry for the firm; it was sincere concern?

Wasn’t Raymond Dawson also afraid of accountability, which is why he didn’t seek her out?

Hearing she was unreachable since yesterday, Elias Spencer frowned, mulled for a moment, then got up, ready to take some bodyguards to search for her.

"Are you really going to find her yourself?" Summer turned to ask.

"Yes, she’s there only because she was searching for us." After saying this, he left.

Summer hadn’t expected him to care so much about his assistant, feeling somewhat disappointed—if he cared so about another woman, why bother seeking reconciliation with me?

Evening, at the bar counter.

Summer sat drinking alone, when suddenly a handsome man slid into the seat beside her, asking with a hint of sarcasm, "Where’s Elias Spencer? Isn’t he here to drink with you?"

She turned to see it was Ian Sterling.

He felt a bit resentful that she and Elias Spencer sneaked away on the yacht without him.

"He went to find his darling assistant," Summer propped her head with one hand, dazedly watching him speak.