CHAPTER 80: CHAPTER 80: WANT HER TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY? SOME PEOPLE REALLY HAVE NO SHAME!

Ian Sterling and his eyes met in the mirror, both men had calm and composed expressions, without a trace of gloom.

Nor did they show a hint of anger.

But in their hearts, a fierce battle surged between the two men!

In their eyes, whoever gets angry first would mean they lack confidence and have lost—

Elias Spencer put one hand in his pocket, then lifted the other to take a puff of his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke, and asked her, "Still need help with the heater? Do you want me to lend a hand?"

"There’s no need." Summer Nolan responded in a low voice and quickly slipped away, feeling the pressure from having two formidable figures behind her.

Ian Sterling turned off the hairdryer in his hand, looked at the man in the mirror, and smirked, "So, Attorney Spencer is also chasing after her?"

"I advise Young Master Sterling to give up and not waste his time." Elias Spencer said, looking at him in the mirror.

"In my dictionary, there’s no word ’give up’, but Young Master Spencer could consider it, given that you two are sworn enemies and can’t get along."

Again, the men’s eyes clashed fiercely in the mirror.

Elias Spencer couldn’t help but laugh, elegantly taking another puff, "Do you think I’m truly her sworn enemy?"

Ian Sterling looked at him intently, starting to doubt... If they were truly sworn enemies, how would he dare come to her home?

Elias Spencer was just about to say something about what he’d been doing with her when Summer, worried about their prolonged absence, returned.

She stood at the restroom entrance with arms crossed, urging them:

"Why don’t you both leave?"

"I’m hungry; let’s talk after dinner." Ian Sterling had no intention of giving up and suddenly pulled her along as he went out.

"..." Elias Spencer’s eyes turned cold as he saw the man getting handsy with her.

Summer abruptly broke free from his hand, not daring to further provoke Mr. Spencer at this moment, and sternly suggested they leave,

"Mr. Sterling, we’re just friends, no need for any pulling. Please, both of you, leave!!"

"...Then see you tomorrow, have a good night." Ian Sterling acknowledged her suggestion and, not wanting to push further, left with those words.

Mrs. Nolan didn’t make any effort to keep them this time. Previously, she worried about her daughter not having a suitor, but now that two appeared at once, it was quite troublesome.

Summer walked to the restroom doorway again, seeing the other man still standing there unwaveringly, "You’re not leaving yet?"

Elias Spencer walked to her side, smirking as he praised her and lightly ruffled her hair, "You did well earlier. Remember to reject him like that from now on, okay?"

Summer swatted his hand away, grabbed the front of his shirt in anger, "Believe me, I’ll castrate you."

Elias Spencer stepped closer, suddenly pinning her against the doorframe, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other clutching her chin,

"I remember that Attorney Nolan didn’t reject me earlier, and now you’re pretending otherwise?"

"I only did it because..." She furrowed her brows, just afraid Ian Sterling might come in and see.

After taking a deep breath, she decided that revenge was priority and avoided further entanglement with him, "Fine... I’ll pretend that was nothing, just like being nudged by a pig!"

"Besides, we’re broken up now. Even if we slept together, I’d never go back to you again. So please, Attorney Spencer, respect yourself and don’t interfere with my regular social life.

Now, please leave."

Elias Spencer’s brows furrowed slightly at her words, a chill seemed to wash over him—

"I’m hungry, let’s eat first."

Treating her words as nonsense, he coldly moved aside his tall figure and leisurely walked out.

"Ian Sterling already left, and you’re still here for food? Didn’t you disregard what I just said?"

Summer frowned as she followed him out, calling out coldly. This man was even thicker-skinned than Ian Sterling.

Elias Spencer ignored her and sat himself at the dining table.

"Doesn’t your house have food? Hurry up and leave!" She walked over quickly, trying to drag him away by the arm.

"You’re pulling on my injury..." He frowned, sounding slightly pitiful.

Summer reflexively released his arm upon hearing that—

Mrs. Nolan watched her daughter’s actions, puzzled. Dealing with someone you’ve had a relationship with, how could you act like nothing happened once dressed?

Two golden tortoises, surely one must stay?

Hmm, she couldn’t let both slip away.

Standing up from the sofa, she scolded her daughter and said, "Attorney Spencer is our benefactor; what’s wrong with letting him stay for a meal? Your attitude is unacceptable."

After lecturing her daughter, she promptly added rice to Elias Spencer’s bowl, "Attorney Spencer, don’t mind her, come, eat."

Elias Spencer’s lips curved slightly, "Thank you, madam. Then I won’t stand on ceremony."

"..." Summer glared at her mother, annoyed.

"Of course, there’s no need to stand on ceremony, you and Summer are colleagues, what’s there to be reserved about?"

Mrs. Nolan added more food to his bowl. Which mother-in-law wouldn’t want a son-in-law who’s not only good-looking but also outstanding?

He’d be a great source of pride to present to others.

Seeing that her mother was protecting him, Summer knew it was futile to be angry, so she resignedly sat down at a chair nearby and began to eat.

After dinner, she promptly pushed the man out.

Watching her, Mrs. Nolan frowned and asked, "Did you two have something going on in the restroom?"

Summer glanced at her mother, awkward, "...No."

"Don’t lie to me, I heard it! I think Attorney Spencer’s quite good, what more do you want?"

"Mom, you only care about his qualifications, not whether he’s good to me? Isn’t that like selling your daughter?" She retorted angrily before heading to her room.

Mrs. Nolan frowned, was Attorney Spencer not good to her?

-

The next morning.

Summer went to a court session, having snagged four cases from the law firm downstairs recently, and concluded one today.

She won effortlessly, making a few million easily.

Instead of heading to Summit, she went back to her law office.

Unexpectedly, Elias Spencer was here in the morning too. Not long after she entered her office, the man came in with a cup of coffee.

Placing it in front of her, he glanced at her and asked, "Did you win?"

Summer turned her head, curiously looking at him, smiling, "Is Attorney Spencer here just for small talk with me?"

Elias Spencer stood beside her, hands in pockets, looking down coolly, asking, "Can’t we chat?"

"I’m sorry, I don’t have time." She turned her gaze away, looking at the coffee in front again, calling him,

"Take the coffee away, I really can’t afford drinking something you personally brewed."

Elias Spencer frowned, and swiftly bent down, with one hand on the chair’s armrest and another holding her chin:

"Attorney Nolan, you slept with me last night, do you intend not to take responsibility?"

Who slept with whom last night, really? Some people have no shame!

Summer laughed angrily, batting his hand away, "The fact that I’m not holding you accountable is good enough, and you want me to take responsibility? Do you want me to castrate you?"