CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 86: ATTORNEY NOLAN, WERE YOU SATISFIED LAST NIGHT?

"Pfft..." Chase Spencer looked at this ’serious-looking’ woman and suddenly couldn’t help but laugh.

Summer Nolan glared at him; if it weren’t for the police uniform he was wearing, she wouldn’t give him any face at all! This man really needs a beating!

Was he mocking me just now? Was he?

"Is he a serious masseur?" Elias Spencer spoke deeply as he dragged her to the side bedroom, tossed her onto the bed, and deliberately called the duck outside,

"Come over, give her a massage!"

The male model looked at that man’s fierce demeanor, trembling as he climbed up from the ground, not daring to disobey and walked over:

"Re-really massage?"

"Go!" Elias Spencer, annoyed, slapped the back of his head.

The male model glanced at him, almost scared out of his wits, trembling as he walked to the bedside——

Summer Nolan calmly crossed her legs suddenly, leaned back, supported herself with her hands, ignored someone, smiled at the male model, and brushed the tip of her black leather shoes back and forth on his abdomen...

Deliberately calling him: "Come, give me a massage..."

The male model looked at her dressed in a black suit skirt, long straight legs clad in black stockings, her lazy long straight hair draping over her shoulders, very much the uniform temptation.

Unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Elias Spencer watched her seduce another man right in front of him, his gaze almost shooting daggers——

His whole body radiating a cold, fierce aura like a wild beast breaking out of its cage.

Summer Nolan was unafraid, still provoking him, "Attorney Spencer, aren’t you going out? Or do you want to watch?"

Who’s afraid of whom?

Does she want to be taken by a man that badly? Elias Spencer was gnashing his molars, about to crush them, kicked the dead duck on the back, "Get out...!"

The male model was kicked to the ground, looking at the icy-hot duo, almost scared into wetting himself, and rolled and crawled his way out the door.

Elias Spencer went to lock the bedroom door, grabbed the woman by the bed, and dragged her to the bathroom, hell-bent on ’finishing’ her tonight.

Summer Nolan’s chest rose heavily.

Staring blankly at this furious man, somewhat afraid of him now.

But still forcing composure, screw it, if he was going to take her forcibly, she’d just take him forcibly!

Strong arming and taking control—those were her styles!

She suddenly pushed him hard against the wall, stood on tiptoe, and started biting him aggressively, grabbing his crisp white shirt and suddenly with a ’rip!’ buttons were scattered everywhere.

Her hand was still teasing his chest——

While another hand opened the showerhead, fine cold water rushed forth, quickly soaking them both.

Elias Spencer was stunned, what kind of response was this?

Shouldn’t he be taking care of her?

How did it turn into her taking care of him?

His face darkened, suddenly hugging her, turned, pinned her against the wall, angrily biting her while tearing her clothes apart!

"Rip——Rip——"

Summer Nolan frowned, trying to suppress him, yet she didn’t have his strength.

Being bitten painfully, almost breathless, her white shirt and black skirt were also ripped off and thrown to the ground.

Screw it, does he think he’s the only one who can rip things apart?

She grabbed his belt, unharnessed it, and tossed it against the opposite wall, venting her dissatisfaction.

If he hadn’t disrupted her revenge plan, she wouldn’t have gotten the duck for him, and when the duck didn’t sleep with him, he got angry?

She was enraged, slapped his chest heavily, "Slap!!!"

Elias Spencer paused again, frowned, suddenly going into high gear——starting directly in third gear, without any unnecessary frills.

"Son of a...!" Summer Nolan angrily frowned, shouted: "Get the hell over there and lie down, I’ve got to take care of you!"

Elias Spencer ignored her——

Waiting outside for more drama was Chase Spencer, a moment ago: laughing gleefully.

A second later, hearing their ambiguous sounds: not laughing anymore.

The clown was me all along, just another day of being fed dog food——

Couldn’t stay here any longer.

Over an hour later.

Elias Spencer was about to wash up, the exhausted Summer Nolan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, seeing he couldn’t possibly come at her again immediately, seized the chance to taunt with a laugh:

"Ha... that’s all you’ve got?"

"I thought you were more impressive, turns out you’re just average, I’m leaving, how boring, not as good as the men in the nightclubs."

She finished laughing, preparing to go home, only took two steps when he tugged her back with a composed, handsome face!

Elias Spencer held her tightly in his arms, bit down on her lips again, soon wanting to take her up to speed!

Summer Nolan was stunned by his pace, pushed him once, pushed again hard, wanting to cry but couldn’t shed tears——

How could this be?

Her mouth really was asking for trouble!

Why didn’t she get dressed and taunt him instead?

No matter how much she pushed, she couldn’t push him away, angered, bit his lip, "Screw it, it’s you who dies or me who survives! Get on the bed, I’m dealing with you!"

The next morning.

A few alarms couldn’t wake Summer Nolan.

Each assistant made several calls, neither picked up, it was already past ten in the morning, and they were still asleep in bed.

Clearly, they were truly exhausted last night.

"Ring ring——" Elias Spencer’s cellphone rang again, he frowned, his expression slightly sober, finally waking up, opening his eyes to see the former girlfriend who insisted on sleeping on top of him last night, pressing him down.

Scenes from their intense night flickered through his mind.

She was certainly a stubborn fighter who wouldn’t admit defeat!

Without pushing her off, he reached for his phone, glanced at it, pressed to answer, his voice hoarse and coldly replied:

"Hello, what’s up?"

"Attorney Spencer, a client had an appointment with you this morning, they’ve been waiting at the law firm for almost an hour, when are you coming?"

Iris Lynn spoke anxiously. It was indeed strange, as she unexpectedly heard from Summer Nolan’s assistant that the woman also had a client appointment this morning, but her phone remained unanswered.

How could both Attorney Spencer and Summer Nolan be unreachable at the same time?

"Got it, I’ll be there soon." Elias Spencer said, hanging up the phone.

Summer Nolan was awakened by him, opened her eyes, saw she was still on top of him, satisfied, her body sore as if it had been run over.

This damned man——

She forced herself off of him, unwilling to speak, wrapped herself in a thin blanket, got off the bed, her legs trembled uncontrollably once she stood on the floor.

"Attorney Nolan, satisfied with last night?"

Elias Spencer sat up from the bed, smirking as he asked, grabbing the blanket covering her, pulling it over himself completely.

Then took the cigarette from the bedside table, pulled one out, lazily held it in his mouth, the lighter sparking, took a deep drag, and puffed out swirling smoke.

Summer Nolan looked down at her bare self, covered in traces of ambiguity, a hand covering her chest, another grabbing the blanket, pulling it back forcefully, covering herself:

"Unsatisfied, what good’s a long time, lousy skills!"

She coldly snorted and finished speaking, suddenly pulled the blanket and headed toward the wardrobe——