CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 175: HAVE YOU EVER BEEN WITH OTHER WOMEN?

"But your mother and sister will definitely tell him. Can I move in with you? I just want to feel a bit more secure." Ian Sterling frowned and looked at her.

Summer Nolan furrowed her brows, "I’ll think about it and let you know."

"Alright, I hope you won’t keep me waiting too long." Ian Sterling kissed her forehead happily and asked, "By the way, do you want Chinese or Western food tonight?"

"Western food, I guess. No need for anything too complicated; I’m not very hungry," she said.

"That won’t do. It’s my first time cooking for you, so I have to show off a bit. You can go watch TV on the sofa."

Ian Sterling pinched her cheek lightly, took off his light gray bespoke suit, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and headed to the open kitchen.

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White Horse Clubhouse.

Elias Spencer called his best friend out for a drink and even called in a hostess to accompany them.

The woman wore a long white qipao, her hair styled in a classic bun, and her makeup was elegant. Her manner of speaking was also graceful, completely different from those flashy and vulgar hostesses.

"Attorney Spencer, nice to meet you, let me toast to you." The woman poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to him.

"You know me?" He took the glass, swirling it in his hand, and asked in a deep voice.

"Attorney Spencer is so famous and so handsome. If I didn’t know you, then I’d be blind." She smiled, clinked glasses with him, and drank the wine in one go.

Elias Spencer wasn’t in a good mood and also drank his wine in one go.

"Attorney Spencer, you don’t seem to be in a good mood tonight. Would you like to tell me about it?" The woman picked up the bottle to refill his glass.

"Why don’t you go pick a song and sing?" How could he possibly tell her, an outsider, about his personal business?

The woman obediently nodded and went to the karaoke booth. Julian Rivers glanced at the man next to him, "Weren’t you fine during the day? What happened now?"

"It’s nothing." He muttered a few words deeply, taking another gulp of wine.

"Didn’t you not help Iris Lynn today? Is Summer Nolan still ignoring you?" Julian Rivers raised an eyebrow, wondering if the woman had really made up her mind not to reconcile with him.

Elias Spencer knew she was really angry this time. Now that she’s ignoring him, he couldn’t blame her. Since she wants to be with Ian Sterling, so be it.

"I’m giving my blessing to her and Ian Sterling. I won’t disturb her anymore."

"Really? Can you really do that?" he asked with a smile.

"She’s going to move in with Ian Sterling. Do you really think I can get between them now?" Elias Spencer looked at him and asked.

Julian Rivers was surprised. Summer Nolan is going to live with Ian Sterling?

If she sleeps with Ian Sterling, even if Elias Spencer wins her back, his heart will still feel uneasy since they are each other’s first love.

First love is the most perfect image in everyone’s heart, and if the other person sleeps with someone else, it destroys that beauty.

-

After busying himself in the kitchen for an hour, Ian Sterling prepared two full Western meals, complete with starter salad, borscht, steak, and finally dessert.

He also lit candles on the dining table, and as they ate, he played a record and adjusted the lighting to a warm orange hue, creating a very romantic atmosphere.

Summer Nolan, seeing his passionate efforts, felt a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable. Ian Sterling walked over with a chilled bottle of expensive red wine and poured her a glass personally.

"I opened your good bottle of wine before, so tonight, have a few more glasses of mine to make up for it."

"If I get drunk, you won’t take advantage of me, right?" she asked on purpose.

"I promised you I wouldn’t force you." He finished pouring the wine and pushed it to her right hand side.

"Who knows? Better not drink too much. Men are easily led by their desires, and your self-control isn’t great. Best to stay sober," Summer Nolan deliberately put it out in the open, not playing coy with him.

Ian Sterling couldn’t help but laugh at her words. She was frank enough to say such embarrassing words so naturally.

"I have poor self-control because I like you. As for other women... not at all..."

When he said the last part, he unconsciously paused. It was all because someone had messed with his drink that night; otherwise, he wouldn’t have lost control.

"Have you been with other women?" Summer Nolan joked with a smile.

"...Of course not." Feeling guilty, Ian Sterling avoided eye contact, turned to the other end of the long dining table, and sat down, pouring himself some wine too.

"Shall we toast?"

She picked up her glass, took a shallow sip, and curiously asked, "Have you never been in a relationship before?"

"I’ve always been busy with work and never met anyone I liked until I saw you after returning home. I guess it’s fate," he said, picking up a small fork and asking her:

"Try my cooking."

Summer Nolan first tasted his salad, which included not only vegetables and fruits but also cooked shrimp and black truffle shavings, with a delightfully aromatic entry.

"It tastes great," she praised.

"So, whose cooking is better, mine or Elias Spencer’s?" Ian Sterling looked at her and asked.

"Why ask that? It ruins the mood, doesn’t it?"

Elias Spencer’s cooking was also excellent. Both of them were great. When Elias Spencer first cooked for her, it was very grand, and she was so moved that she thought she wouldn’t marry anyone else in her lifetime.

Ian Sterling didn’t pursue the topic further, but he felt a bit jealous inside. Does her lack of response mean she prefers Elias Spencer’s cooking?

He took a sip of the red wine.

After dinner, Summer Nolan was preparing to leave, and he suddenly asked, "Didn’t you say you were going to stay over tonight?"

"I said it on purpose for Elias Spencer to hear. I also mentioned that I’d need to think about it," Summer Nolan replied.

Ian Sterling didn’t force her, instead saying, "Alright, then shall we watch a movie? It’s still early."

She had just nodded when there was a sudden knock at the door. He glanced towards it, frowning. Could it be Vivian causing trouble again?

He really wanted the cozy image of sitting on the sofa at home, watching TV with someone he liked, which was both beautiful and could quickly deepen their relationship.

He walked to the door and opened it, only to find not Vivian Nolan but his father—Sean Sterling—standing there!

Why did he suddenly show up?

"What’s the reason for your sudden visit?"

"I came to talk to you about the marriage alliance with the Grant Family."

Since Ian hadn’t gone home, Sean Sterling could only come here. His voice was stern as he spoke and bypassed his son. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Summer Nolan standing in the middle!

What is she doing here?

He glanced at the Western meal on the table, the candles, and the dimmed lights in the room—all indications that these two were up to no good!

Sean Sterling’s face darkened, and he looked at the woman with a dangerous squint in his eyes—Summit was already facing a huge crisis, and after asking her for help the second time in court, she refused. Now she’s seducing his son. What is her intent?

If she truly wanted to marry into the Sterling Family, how could she not strive to act appropriately at this time?

"Attorney Nolan, I told you to stay away from my son! Don’t you understand, or do you have other intentions?" He asked in his deep, booming voice.