CHAPTER 2: CHAPTER 2: LAST NIGHT YOU BEGGED ME TO GET BACK TOGETHER!

Summer slowly turned her swivel chair to face him, her long, slender legs clad in sheer black stockings, arrogantly crossed on the L-shaped mahogany desk.

With her arms crossed, her enticing figure leaned lazily against the back of the chair, suppressing the anger in her heart, smiling as she looked at him.

After a long pause, she casually said:

"It was your partner, Director Dawson, who recruited me."

When Director Dawson approached her the day before with favorable terms, she agreed without hesitation, because...

The culprits responsible for her father’s death were very close.

She wanted to let that old bastard feel the taste of being toyed with.

Elias Spencer’s usually calm demeanor was filled with surprise—she was joining this law firm?

His gaze lingered on her flaunting legs for two seconds before moving away, looking at her, he smirked and asked, "Did you switch jobs just to reconcile with me?"

Upon hearing his words, Summer laughed, swiftly kicked at his abdomen, looked at the precise spot where the heel stuck, and sneered,

"Who wants to reconcile with you? Taking advantage of me while I was drunk, let’s see if I won’t pierce through your wickedness."

Just as she was about to kick harder, Elias suddenly grabbed her ankle, moved it aside, frowned,

"Did a dog eat your memory? Last night you were the one who initiated it, you even begged me to reconcile..."

Summer laughed, stubbornly scoffed, "Would I beg to reconcile with you? Even if I found a beggar, I wouldn’t reconcile with you."

He was the one who proposed ending the relationship, and shortly after the breakup, while she was immersed in sadness and unable to move on, he made her lose two consecutive cases.

Was she pitiful?

Would she beg him to reconcile?

When Elias heard her words, his grip on her ankle subconsciously tightened, "If not for me, why did you switch to this firm?"

Summer looked at him, her eyes shifted,

"Of course, it’s for the money. I’m really short on cash right now. That guy surnamed Dawson offered me ten percent of the shares. Otherwise, did you think I’m here to chase after you?

You’re overthinking it."

That old fox actually offered her ten percent of the shares?

Was she here to cause him trouble, or was she Director Dawson’s pawn to keep him in check?

"You’re short on money?"

"Who would complain about having too much money?"

Summer pouted, indeed, she was short on money, even during her relationship with him, she didn’t mention that her father was framed to jump to his death, the family went bankrupt, owing tens of millions.

The interest piled up until she started working, already over a hundred million.

She thought, this was her business.

Elias gave her a deep look, knowing she wouldn’t tell him the truth, didn’t ask further, let go of her leg, his long legs swiftly rested on the chair’s armrest, making her ache in pain...

Summer smiled as she stood up, kicked him hard in the calf, the shoes were a bit stiff, and he couldn’t help but frown with a muffled groan.

Exuding a cold aura, his voice was extremely low, "Are you sure you want to go head-to-head with me here?"

Summer could clearly feel the pressure emanating from him, yet she wasn’t afraid, she chuckled softly, asked word by word:

"Hard? How hard are you?"

Elias couldn’t help but coldly smirk, leaned near her ear, "Does Attorney Nolan still want to try?"

Provocatively, she grabbed his tie, suddenly pulling closer, hearing him grunt, she laughed boldly:

"Then show me how hard you are now?"

The two locked eyes, the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Elias suddenly raised his hand, placing his slender fingers on the wall beside her head, slightly leaning forward—

Stopping just before their faces touched, his Adam’s apple slightly moved.

Summer, holding his tie with one hand, lightly sliding her slim finger across his abdomen, smiled ’comfortingly’:

"Attorney Spencer, don’t feel inferior if you can’t get hard!"

Elias grabbed her mischievous hand and let go, didn’t bother with her.

Summer glanced at him again, the best way to teach him a lesson was obviously to steal his case, so as soon as she joined, she prepared a surprise for him:

"By the way, The Summit Group’s acquisition case, did Mr. Forest negotiate it with you? Sorry but, he’s already handed it to me."

"When did he give it to you?" Elias looked at her.

"Half an hour ago." She triumphantly nudged his arm.

"You haven’t even signed the contract, and you’re so smug?" Elias spoke coolly, raised an eyebrow questioning.

This woman could seize his case in such a short time, showing some capability, yet Elias remained unfazed, keeping his calm demeanor like an old dog.

"Don’t worry, I’ll go sign it right now..." She finished speaking, took the contract files from the desk, and walked out.

As soon as she left, Elias immediately took out his phone and dialed Mr. Forest’s number—

The Summit Group.

Summer strutted in black high heels, carrying a resolute presence, led by the reception secretary into Mr. Forest’s office.

Her mind already sketching the image of Elias Spencer’s everlasting icy expression, shattered—

Entering the office, after a few pleasantries with the pot-bellied middle-aged man, she took out the contract.

The person in charge of the acquisition, Mr. Forest, suddenly chuckled, his plump face squeezing out a slightly greasy smile,

"Well, just now Attorney Spencer also talked to me, so how about the two of you working on this contract together? The period for the acquisition is naturally long, and having only one person would indeed extend the time..."

Summer’s expression instantly stiffened, a frosty gaze that could kill.

Elias Spencer!

Grinding his name between her teeth, had he intervened?

Fine, very well...

Moments later, Summer regained her composure, smiled lightly asking:

"Mr. Forest, what did Attorney Spencer say to you that made you change your mind within half an hour?"

"Nothing special, it’s generally not good for me to go back on my word. If Attorney Nolan is unwilling to collaborate, then I’ll have to find Attorney Spencer alone instead."

He apologized, not daring to offend Renowned Attorney Spencer, that man’s background was not ordinary.

Summer’s eyes glanced deep, she compromised, needed this attorney fee to pay off the loan—

"Sign!"

Upon returning to the law firm, it was already past eleven in the morning.

Entering the firm, she directly pushed open Elias Spencer’s office door.

The man was standing at the floor-to-ceiling window, with a commanding presence, exuding a sense of control over everything.

Elias Spencer didn’t hear any knocks, turned his cold face around, and upon seeing her, a hint of amusement passed through his eyes behind the glasses,

"Attorney Nolan returns so late, did you sign the contract?"