CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 105: GOT INTO TROUBLE—SEE IF YOU STILL DARE TO RUN AROUND

It’s just after nine in the evening.

All the colleagues from the law firm are in swimwear, hosting a barbecue on the beach. Some are frolicking in the sea, creating a lively atmosphere.

Elias Spencer maintained a calm expression as he took out his phone and dialed that woman’s number again, only to find it still powered off.

She had sent him a message in the afternoon, telling him not to worry about her, and then her phone became unreachable.

He had searched everywhere since the afternoon, turning every stone but still couldn’t find a trace of her. Where on earth could she have gone to hide?

Or did something happen to her?

This place is full of all sorts of people. Why is she running around like that?

Summer Nolan was sitting at the bar counter at that moment, with a male escort sitting next to her. Earlier in the afternoon, when Elias Spencer showed up there, she hid in the women’s restroom.

She’s quite scared of those two men now.

It’s fine as long as they don’t run into each other, but if they do, it would be the end of her!

"You’re so obedient and gentle, like a little lamb." She pinched the face of the male escort next to her, who immediately tilted his head like a little puppy and rubbed against her hand.

He spoke in a sweet voice, "If you like me that much, sister, how about letting me accompany you tonight?"

He suddenly leaned closer to her ear and provocatively said, "I’m quite skilled. I can also wear a uniform and dance for you. Do you prefer a doctor? A policeman? Or a lawyer? I can play the dominant CEO too. I won’t let you down..."

Lawyer?

She already had a tricky lawyer by her side; she didn’t want another one!

Summer, slightly tipsy, coughed lightly, her eyes darting as she suddenly thought of a way to safely get through these two days!

"How much to book you for two days?" she asked directly.

"It’s not expensive, just ten thousand a day, but since you’re so beautiful, I can give you a discount!" It was his first time encountering such a stunning and well-proportioned woman seeking their services.

Someone as gorgeous as her must have many decent men around, right?

"Then ten thousand a day it is. Here, give me your number. When I call, you’ll come right away. Can you do that?" she asked.

"Aren’t I going to be by your side 24/7?"

"Not at night. I’ll get a hotel room for you tonight. I’m here for a team-building exercise with my colleagues. Just say you’re an ordinary employee from some company. Don’t let anyone know what you actually do, got it?" Summer reminded him again.

If she dared to stay with him overnight, Elias Spencer would definitely have a fit.

"Got it, but sister... don’t you really want me to accompany you tonight? I’ll definitely make you feel good..." he said, shaking her arm.

"No need, let’s go." Summer brushed off his hand and paid with her phone.

As soon as the two stepped out, five men in floral shirts followed them.

They had been monitoring her for a while, but the bouncers at the bar were many, so they didn’t dare make a move inside.

Summer wasn’t aware she was being watched. Shortly after leaving the bar, the five men suddenly surrounded her:

"Where are you going, beauty? How about coming with us to the woods for a bit of fun?"

The male escort glanced at her, fearfully stepping a bit away, not wanting to get beaten. He knew he couldn’t take them on.

Looking at them, Summer asked, "Are you local thugs? Or are you under someone’s orders?"

"What do you care? Stop wasting time, just come with us to have fun!"

The bald man with a long scar across his face reached out, attempting to grab her slender arm.

Judging by his words, she smiled, "Looks like you’re indeed sent by someone."

The ugly man didn’t deny it. As he was about to grab her arm, Summer suddenly sidestepped, lifted her leg, and kicked him hard between the legs!

"Smack!!!"

"Ah... hsss... damn, damn woman... you’re quite fierce, but I like them fierce..."

The scarred man held his groin with both hands, his body curled, his face contorting in pain.

He then angrily shouted at his lackeys:

"What are you standing there for? Get her for me! Don’t mar her face, I want to strip her and finish her off later!"

The four lackeys immediately swung their fists, aiming at her body. Summer had taken up boxing for years after realizing the risks in her profession.

As long as they didn’t pull out knives, handling these thugs was no issue.

In just two or three minutes, all four thugs were lying on the ground, wailing!

The male escort standing not far away widened his eyes in surprise. He didn’t expect that not only was she beautiful, but she also had some skills. He almost thought she wouldn’t get out unscathed tonight.

Summer was about to question who had instructed them when from under the dim yellow light, a man approached her briskly—

The beach was nearby. Hearing the wailing, Elias Spencer immediately rushed over, not expecting it to actually be her!

With a stern expression, he quickly caught her wrist, scanning her body up and down, his tone harsh and cold, "Running around again?! Are you hurt?"

"Nope, handling such useless thugs is a piece of cake for me."

Summer looked at him, knowing that professional bodyguards were beyond her, but low-level thugs were easy prey.

"Where did you run off to this afternoon?" Elias Spencer asked, his cold gaze fixed on her.

Before she could respond, the enraged bald man suddenly pulled out a small knife from his waist, lunging straight at her, intending to force her into the woods.

The employer ordered that she must be taken and photographed.

However, before he could reach her, Elias Spencer turned his head, his eyes narrowing dangerously, and kicked him two to three meters away.

He landed heavily on the ground, unable to get up for quite some time.

Summer walked over, picked up the knife, squatted down, and traced it across his face, asking, "Tell me, who sent you?"

The bald man glared at her stubbornly, "We just thought you were attractive, so we wanted to have some fun, no one sent us!"

In the next instant, the knife drew a long gash across his face, blood spraying out along the blade, making him howl in pain.

Elias Spencer walked over, somewhat shocked—what kind of woman would dare to casually torture someone with a knife?

How much does he not know about her? Elias Spencer suddenly realized that he doesn’t truly understand her, and half a year of dating felt like it went to waste.

"Who is it?" Summer asked again, her tone gentle, smiling.

"It’s, it’s some middle-aged man. I don’t know his exact name; he wore a mask. I don’t know what he looks like, but he came in a luxury car."

The bald man was both angry and scared, plotting how to kill this woman while fearing the knife in her hand, so he decided to tell the truth for now.

"What’s the license plate number?" Summer asked again.

"A15848..."

That license plate... it seemed familiar? Elias Spencer’s expression turned grave. He thought these men were driven by lust, not expecting they were sent by someone.

Summer laughed. She was very familiar with that license plate!

It was Sean Sterling’s car. She had seen that old man’s bodyguards drive it before, but it wasn’t used often.