CHAPTER 182: CHAPTER 182: VENGEANCE AND PUBLIC HUMILIATION FOR TWO

"Then let’s do as you say." Elias Spencer didn’t ask her for a reason, and she probably wouldn’t tell him anyway.

"I’m heading back. Ian Sterling is still waiting for me at home." She lied.

"You two are living together already?"

"...Yes, I’m leaving." She nodded and left.

Elias Spencer watched her departing figure, unable to suppress the disappointment on his face. It felt like something was clutching his chest, tight and suffocating.

He thought she would always be by his side, entangled with him until one day she would take the initiative to reconcile—

Unexpectedly, she suddenly didn’t want him anymore.

Initially, he planned to find some random woman to make himself forget about her, but realized his gaze was still drawn to her.

-

The next morning, a gentle rain began to fall outside, and the chilly wind blew into the room. Iris Lynn instinctively snuggled closer to the man’s body.

When her hand touched a large chunk of soft flesh, vivid images of the previous night’s intense scene with a man flashed in her mind. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and was stunned to find Raymond Dawson lying beside her!

How could the man she slept with be him? Looking at this old man with graying hair and wrinkled skin made Iris sick and disgusted!

What exactly happened last night?

Why were they in bed together?

She tried to recall and remembered that after drinking with Summer Nolan last night, she went to the bathroom and felt dizzy and feverish.

Later, it seemed Summer Nolan and her assistant took her out of the booth?

Only now did Iris realize she had undoubtedly been set up by that damned bitch! She was supposed to trap Summer, but instead, she got ensnared!

"Summer!!!" She clenched her fist, gritting her teeth as she furiously called out that woman’s name, wishing she could tear her apart!

Raymond Dawson was awakened by the noise beside his ear, took a deep breath a few times, and slowly opened his eyes, rubbing his forehead, he turned his head—

Upon seeing Iris Lynn lying beside him, he was also shocked!!!

Embarrassed under his gaze, Iris immediately sat up from the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her chest, and said in a low voice:

"Director Dawson, we must have been set up by Summer. Last night she definitely tampered with my drink, and she brought me to this hotel.

Who brought you here?"

Raymond Dawson’s eyes scanned her slender and toned skin. Controlled by drugs last night, his memory was fuzzy, and it was merely instinct to sleep with her.

This woman was wicked, but her body was indeed enticing. Looking at her, he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

Iris felt very uncomfortable being stared at by him and called out to him again in a low voice: "Director Dawson?!"

The old man snapped back to reality, "I just remembered being taken out of the booth by Elias Spencer, so he must have brought me here."

"Now do you believe what I’m saying? Summer and Elias Spencer are in league, and they’re both setting us up. We must retaliate!" She said angrily.

This old pervert, even now, his eyes were wandering. She really wanted to dig them out.

"..."

Raymond Dawson sat up from the bed with a gloomy face. What angered him the most was Summer; he had recruited her, even given her ten percent of the shares, and she still hooked up with Elias Spencer!

To think she teamed up with that man to go against him.

To him, this was nothing short of a monumental humiliation!

He was determined to thoroughly teach that ungrateful woman a lesson.

"Hmph, of course, we must retaliate. It’s still early, come, let me savor it once more, don’t worry, I will take care of you from now on..."

As Raymond Dawson spoke, he suddenly pushed her down, attempting to kiss her. Iris Lynn disdainfully turned her face away, suppressing her anger and said,

"Director Dawson, please don’t do this, we need to leave here quickly, what if Summer and the others come?"

"If they were coming, they would have caught us red-handed last night. They’re definitely not coming, don’t be afraid, you’re my woman now, and I’ll protect you from now on..."

Raymond Dawson coaxed her, holding her cheeks with one hand, insisting on kissing her.

His wife was plump, old, and extremely unattractive; he had long lost interest. At his age, he initially had no desire for women, but after last night’s indulgence, he felt rejuvenated.

Iris was forcibly kissed by him, her stomach churned with nausea, and she was subjected to him once more, barely enduring it, her heart filled with fury at how she was always overpowered by men.

All because of that damned Summer!

She was determined to seek revenge against that woman!

Raymond Dawson was feeling hot, with one hand he shoved away the quilt covering him—

Summer Nolan had been in her sister’s hospital room all night. Early that morning, she called various media outlets, claiming that a certain famous celebrity was spotted in a hotel room with a woman.

The media perked up at the thought of a celebrity’s scandal, sending many to investigate—

Summer opened the room’s surveillance feed, eager to see if the media had arrived and whether the scene was as sensational as she hoped.

But as soon as she opened the surveillance, she saw Raymond Dawson and Iris Lynn on the bed, uncovered, in the midst of a passionate encounter!!!

This is early morning, mind you.

Unexpectedly, the old man was quite formidable.

"Iris Lynn truly accepts anyone who comes her way. She should be working in a night club, coming to a law firm is such a waste of her talents," Summer said, laughing as she watched the surveillance footage of the two.

"Sis, what are you watching? Let me see," Vivian Nolan, curious, asked upon seeing her older sister smirking at her phone.

"You’re too young to watch this," she quickly exited the surveillance, watching the old man engage in such acts was truly repulsive.

"I know what you’re watching..." Vivian chuckled.

"Raymond Dawson will face retribution soon. Once he’s dealt with, that will be half of father’s vengeance," Summer told her sister.

"Sis, let me do something too. I want to avenge father as well!" she said, looking at her sister.

Summer nodded, "Alright, then recover first. I’ll call you when I need your help."

-

Back in the hotel room.

Raymond Dawson and Iris Lynn were caught in the heat of the moment when a reporter obtained a key card from the cleaning staff and directly opened the door!

A huge crowd of media personnel, armed with their recording equipment, burst into the room. Seeing the two intertwined figures on the bed, camera flashes went off incessantly.

They wanted to know, who was this celebrity?

Having not had enough fun last night, how could they continue this first thing in the morning?!

Raymond Dawson glanced back, almost collapsing from fright! He suddenly rolled off Iris, covering his vital areas with both hands, his face turning ghastly pale, panic kept him speechless for a long moment.

Damn it, where did all these reporters come from?!

"Ahhh!!!!"

Iris screamed in terror, seeing the throng of media pointing their cameras at her bare body, her soul was nearly scared out of her.