CHAPTER 82: CHAPTER 82: BEFORE I GET MARRIED, YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO DATE!

"I’m sorry, it’s all in the past, and I don’t want to bring it up again," Summer Nolan said with a smile.

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, Ian Sterling could only let it go.

After lunch, she went directly to Summit with the man.

As soon as they walked into the meeting room, they saw Elias Spencer sitting inside, holding a half-burned cigarette, lazily resting on the edge of the table—

His face still cold and gloomy, his gaze slightly resentful as he stared at her.

Summer glanced at him, feeling uneasy under his gaze, and sat down on a chair, thinking he wouldn’t come in the afternoon, but unexpectedly, he showed up here.

"Does Attorney Spencer have something to discuss?" she asked.

"Did you go out with Ian Sterling for lunch?" Elias Spencer asked in a deep voice.

"No, I ate alone." Summer Nolan faintly curled her lips, thinking that she’d go further with Ian next time to see if he could find them.

"Where did you eat by yourself?"

"Just a random small fast-food joint." She really wanted to brag and tease him, but she was afraid this man might go and talk nonsense to Ian Sterling.

Better to keep a low profile.

Elias Spencer temporarily believed her; she’d better not lie to him!

"I’m hungry..." he suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Lunchtime just ended, and you’re hungry again? Besides, what does it have to do with me if you’re hungry?" Summer laughed as she glanced at him, grabbing the nearby documents to start working.

Elias Spencer stood up and walked to her side, suddenly throwing the documents in front of her aside, crossing his arms with a cold tone: "I’ve been waiting downstairs for over two hours."

He waited for me downstairs for so long?

Summer was about to get angry but turned her head when she heard his words, pouting, "I didn’t ask you to wait. Couldn’t you find food yourself?"

"I said we were having lunch together at noon," Elias Spencer said, staring at her intently.

Summer was creeped out by the man’s persistent stare, not speaking or leaving, just constantly watching her... just constantly watching her...

His gaze was as cold as an icicle.

The hairs on one side of her body stood on end, making her very uncomfortable and unable to concentrate on work.

Furrowing her brow, helplessly, "Shall I order takeout for you?"

"I don’t eat takeout," Elias Spencer coldly spat out a few words.

"All the big restaurants have finished lunch hours, and there’s a lot of work to do, so let’s just order takeout, don’t be fussy," she said in a low voice, picking up her phone to order him a McDonald’s meal.

Elias Spencer didn’t like what she ordered for him but said nothing.

"Don’t sit in front of me, it’s unnerving," Summer Nolan glanced at him.

He insisted on sitting in the chair next to her, taking the documents, just about to read them when the woman next to him suddenly asked:

"Why are you sitting here? Go to the other side."

Elias Spencer’s hand suddenly fell on her leg, "Is Attorney Nolan afraid she can’t control herself?"

Her thigh immediately felt both itchy and numb, like insects crawling, making Summer Nolan straighten her back suddenly and turn her head to glare at him, grabbing his hand,

"Elias Spencer, what are you doing?"

"Testing you to see if you have any improper thoughts about me, to see if I’m safe sitting here," Elias Spencer said in a deep voice.

"Don’t worry, I have no improper thoughts about you. If Attorney Spencer is really worried, you can sit across, okay?"

Had he become addicted to taking advantage?

Summer laughed angrily as she spoke, when the meeting room door suddenly pushed open, and Ian Sterling walked in with a cup of coffee, having heard from staff that Elias Spencer was also here.

Intentionally brewed a cup of coffee himself to bring it to her personally.

"Summer, I made a cup of coffee for you to refresh yourself in the afternoon. This season makes people the sleepiest," he said as he walked over.

The hand Elias Spencer had on her thigh suddenly tightened, Summer grunted from the pain, annoyed but unable to react immediately, secretly tugging at the mischievous hand.

Instead of pulling it away, the fingers started teasing more obnoxiously.

The utmost tingling sensations spread widely, her legs involuntarily clamped together, even her fingertips trembled slightly.

Clenching her teeth in anger, she took a quiet breath to calm herself, her ears flushed red.

Seeing Ian walking over, her body leaned forward immediately, tightly hugging the edge of the table, with one hand holding her temple to block the hand of the mischievous man under the table.

"Mm, thank you," she said, trying to maintain composure. Her foot under the table suddenly kicked towards someone but hit nothing but air.

Ian placed the coffee in front of her, "Try how my coffee tastes?"

Summer picked up the coffee cup, just took a small sip when her black stockings were suddenly torn, and even more stimulating feelings surged, nearly causing her to drop the coffee cup.

Feeling tense, her heart was in her throat, unable to control a heavy cough, "Cough..."

"What’s wrong?" Ian asked, looking at her with a strange expression.

"N-nothing, just a bit too hot for me, but it’s quite good. Mr. Sterling sure loves life," Summer laughed, yet as soon as she said that, someone’s hand forcefully jabbed, and she involuntarily let out a muffled sound:

"Uh..."

"What’s wrong, Attorney Nolan?" Elias Spencer intentionally asked her.

She turned her head to glare at him, suppressing her anger, and pinched her voice, "Nothing, my throat just feels a little uncomfortable."

Hearing her voice being uncomfortable, Ian also deliberately hinted with a little intention: "Must be the noodles at lunch were too spicy, should I buy you some lozenges to soothe it?"

Just trying to let that man know, they had lunch together.

Hearing his words, Elias Spencer’s eyes instantly darkened, she said they hadn’t eaten together at noon?!!

"Humph, she definitely needs to ’cool down,’ to stop her from luring men indiscriminately," Elias Spencer snorted coldly, and his hand suddenly punished her again under her skirt.

Summer inhaled sharply, her breathing uncontrollably heavier, legs clamped even tighter, biting her lip to stop any inappropriate sounds from escaping.

Turning her head angrily to look at him... damn man, she wasn’t going to let him off easily!

He actually dared to do this to her in front of someone else—

"Mr. Sterling, could you help me get some lozenges, my throat is very uncomfortable," she immediately said to him.

"Okay, wait a bit," Ian saw that Young Master Spencer’s face had darkened, slightly curling his lips, stimulated by him, eh?

Summer not eating with him, and not coming to him for help, could only mean she was closer to himself.

He left the meeting room, and as the door closed, Summer raised her hand to slap the man next to her, but he unexpectedly grabbed her wrist and pulled—

"Uh..." she exclaimed, uncontrollably falling into his arms, sitting on his lap, with both hands encased by him.

"Are you addicted to taking advantage? Let go, see if I won’t deal with you!" Summer fiercely struggled, like a fish on a cutting board.

"Who was the first to lie? Are your oaths just empty words?" Elias Spencer exuded a cold, stern aura, grasping her cheeks with his tiger mouth as he asked.

She laughed and asked, "What if I had lunch with him? It’s not like we booked a room! Besides, if I’m dating him, what’s that got to do with you?

Do you have any sense of boundaries as an ex-boyfriend?"

"Talking about boundaries now? Who was the one flirting with me before? Before I get married, you’re not allowed to date, not allowed to marry, not allowed to flirt with other men!" Elias Spencer solemnly reminded her.