CHAPTER 187: CHAPTER 187: DON’T STICK YOUR FACE OUT TO GET SLAPPED AGAIN—SO CHEAP

"I’ll handle this myself. Assistant Lynn, come to my office." Raymond Dawson said sternly and walked towards his office.

The surrounding employees didn’t dare to block the way and instinctively stepped aside.

Iris Lynn gritted her teeth, glanced at Summer Nolan, and followed the old man. Upon reaching his office, Raymond Dawson immediately took her hand, coaxing:

"Just resign. Didn’t I give you a card? I’ll support you from now on."

"But I’m not willing to." She replied sulkily.

"Once I drive Elias Spencer and Summer Nolan out of the law firm, you can come back. By then, you’ll be the boss lady here. Let’s see who dares to talk nonsense." Raymond Dawson continued to coax her.

"Will you really marry me?" Iris Lynn looked at him and asked.

"Of course, it’s true." He used to dislike this woman, but ever since he slept with her, he saw her through rose-colored glasses.

"Alright then, if proper means can’t get rid of that Summer, why not have someone deal with her?!" Iris Lynn was now deeply resentful of Summer Nolan and wanted to use this man to get rid of her.

"She has protection now. It’s not that easy." Raymond Dawson’s eyes darkened as he looked at her, he himself being tricked by Summer Nolan and deceived out of shares, now also full of hatred towards her.

Iris Lynn crossed her arms and pondered, suddenly coming up with an idea, "How about organizing a self-driving tour to the countryside, and we tamper with that woman’s car?"

"If I propose such an event now, will they attend? They will definitely be suspicious." He said.

"Then wait a few days and let other colleagues suggest it for some reason, like they won a big lawsuit or signed a massive case. This way, they definitely wouldn’t be suspicious."

"Hmm, during this time I still need to handle my wife’s situation, she will surely find a lawyer to divorce me soon." Raymond Dawson said in a grave voice.

"Then you handle your wife’s situation first. I’ll go through the resignation process. Can I use the money on your card to buy a house? I want my own place." Iris Lynn looked at him and asked.

"Go ahead, but there’s no need to buy one that’s too big." He advised again.

Iris Lynn frowned, suddenly wrapped one arm around his neck as her other hand slid slowly from his chest down to his lower abdomen, teasing, coquettishly:

"Let’s just get a bigger one, wouldn’t it be more comfortable if you come over and stay? At worst, sell the house you and your wife are living in now, after all, it holds bad memories, so why keep it?

Don’t you want to play some exciting games with me in a comfortable new home?"

True, that villa had been lived in for a long time and could be sold for a new one to play exciting games with this little enchantress.

"So where do you want to buy the house?"

Iris Lynn’s eyes flickered; she suddenly thought of the neighborhood Elias Spencer lived in. She just wanted to live nearby to see him often,

"The Apex Towers, it’s a high-end community with a good environment."

"Elias Spencer seems to live there, are you still thinking about hooking up with him?" Raymond Dawson snorted coldly and asked.

"How could that be? I hate him to death now. Did you see him show any mercy to me? Besides, the one I like now is you, I’m already your woman!

I want to live there just to let Elias Spencer see us being affectionate often, to drive him mad." Iris Lynn playfully hit him.

Raymond Dawson believed her, "Then go check out the houses in that neighborhood."

"Alright." Iris Lynn suddenly kissed him on the face and was ready to leave, only to be pulled back by him. One hand reached into her black skirt, indecently taking advantage:

"Don’t be in such a hurry, little enchantress..."

"Don’t do this, what if someone comes in? Didn’t you get enough last night?"

Iris Lynn was somewhat disgusted by this lecherous old man. She tried to push him away but couldn’t. Suddenly, he gripped her chin and kissed her forcibly, making her even more repulsed and nauseous.

This lecherous old man’s mouth had a foul smell. Why could Summer Nolan be liked by such an outstanding man, while she had to be with an old man?

So unfair!

She suddenly pushed this lecherous old man away with force, forcing a stiff smile, and said,

"Don’t be in a rush, let’s talk tonight. I need to handle my resignation procedures now. If I stay too long in your office, they’ll surely suspect something, and it will affect your reputation."

Raymond Dawson, hearing her words, finally let her go.

Iris Lynn wiped her mouth, pulled at her skirt, and when she turned around, her face immediately became sullen.

When she went to handle her resignation procedures, the finance personnel here treated her with a poor attitude. She let out a light laugh, confidently throwing harsh words at them:

"Don’t get too complacent, one day I’ll be back here in a more noble position! Then, let’s see how I deal with you!"

"Come back if you can, until then, you’re just blowing hot air since you’re getting out of here," a colleague laughed at her.

"Just you wait!" Iris Lynn sneered coldly and left the finance department.

After packing up her personal belongings and carrying a small box to the hallway, she saw Summer Nolan coming towards her, still dismissive. As she passed beside her, she even deliberately bumped her shoulder!

"Good dogs don’t block the way!" She returned the saying directly.

Summer Nolan couldn’t help but smile, "Who gives you such confidence to act so brazenly?"

"Plenty of men back me up, including your beloved Elias Spencer... Why, are you jealous of me?"

Iris Lynn leaned in close with a smile, looking arrogant to the extreme, confident with Director Dawson’s backing, and not working here anymore, she no longer needed to fear her.

Summer Nolan looked at the smug face approaching her and slapped her, sending her upper body tilting to one side, and then slowly said:

"In the future, don’t offer your face for slaps; it’s really cheap.

Also, I and Attorney Spencer are just colleagues. I can’t be envious of someone like you who anyone can pick up like a public bus. Just keep being your public bus."

Iris Lynn pressed her tongue against her swollen cheek, gritting her teeth. Suddenly, she threw the box in her arms to the ground and took out her phone to call the police, determined to have her locked up today!

Then let’s see how she has the face to fight cases for others?

"..." Summer Nolan raised an eyebrow, oh, she knows to call the police?

She glanced at her assistant not far away and signaled to her. The assistant immediately understood her intention.

Within half an hour, police arrived, including Chase Spencer and his colleague. He glanced at Summer Nolan, not displaying familiarity with her publicly.

Summer Nolan also feigned unfamiliarity.

"You called the police? What’s going on?" Chase Spencer looked at Iris Lynn’s swollen, pig-headed face, which also had several blood streaks, and asked.

In fact, the more seriously injured side was hit by Mrs. Dawson.

"Yes, I called the police. My face was beaten by Summer Nolan like this. I want to sue her for intentional injury. She must kneel and apologize to me, then be taken to the police station!" Iris Lynn said angrily.

Chase Spencer looked at Summer Nolan beside him and asked, "Did you really hit her? What’s the reason?"