CHAPTER 84: CHAPTER 84: SHE PREPARED A GRAND GIFT FOR RENOWNED ATTORNEY SPENCER!

"Shut up."

Summer Nolan glared angrily at this shit-stirrer. His green tea energy—ha, it’s like starting a game at level zero and immediately reaching a royal level.

Not many women can compete, huh?

"Attorney Nolan really does forget people right after putting on his pants... You weren’t acting this way just now in my arms."

Elias Spencer said, lighting a cigarette between his fingers, exhaling a cold stream of smoke, and glanced at the man who looked quite struck.

The corner of his lips slightly curved.

"..." Forgetting people after putting on pants?

These words hit Ian Sterling like a boulder, and seeing that Summer Nolan had no rebuttal, he said nothing, shoved a hand in his pocket, and left the conference room quietly.

Had she and Elias Spencer gotten this intimate already?

The one who should step back... Ian Sterling was never the one to cling on persistently.

Seeing him walk away indifferently, Summer Nolan furrowed her brows tightly. That’s it, he definitely won’t give her the account book now...

She immediately turned her angry gaze on her ex-boyfriend and asked coldly, "Are you satisfied?"

"I was merely stating a fact." Elias Spencer said, expression unchanged.

Summer Nolan nodded, "...Now you’ve got nothing to threaten me with." With that, she picked up her things and left the conference room.

Didn’t want to stay with him.

-

The law firm’s party at night.

Sitting in the middle of the sofa, exuding a chilling aura, Elias Spencer was drinking while occasionally glancing at the entrance.

His face looked grim.

"Are you waiting for Summer Nolan?" Julian Rivers looked at him with a smile and asked.

"Hmph, who’s waiting for her?"

Elias Spencer’s tone was icy. Didn’t he just shatter her dream of marrying into a wealthy family? If Ian Sterling wasn’t rich, would she even look at that guy twice?

She’s just a gold-digging, materialistic woman!

He really wondered why he had feelings for someone like her.

"If you’re not waiting for her, why do you keep looking at the door? I think you just want to get back together with her but can’t swallow your pride to beg." Julian Rivers exposed him with a laugh.

"Why would I want to get back with a gold-digger like her? What’s the difference between her and those vulgar women?" Elias Spencer turned his head and looked coldly at him and asked.

"Why don’t you tell her your true identity and see if she’ll come running back to you?" Julian suggested.

Elias Spencer downed his drink in one swoop, his expression growing darker. If she found out about his real background and came running back, he’d be even more disappointed in her.

There would be no difference between her and those vulgar women.

"By the way, why are you two fighting this time? Did you catch her sneaking around with Young Master Sterling again?" Julian Rivers asked curiously in a hushed voice.

Seeing the man beside him silent for a while, he immediately refilled his drink and nudged his arm, "Aren’t we best friends? I’m just concerned about you."

Bullshit, he just wanted to gossip, didn’t he? Elias Spencer turned his head to look at him, took a sip of his drink, and eventually told him:

"Just broke up her and that guy, shattered her dream of marrying rich, that’s all."

"So, she’s ignoring you now?" Julian Rivers chuckled.

"So, she really doesn’t like you anymore. Why do you care so much?" Julian Rivers grabbed his own glass, took a sip, and said.

Elias Spencer glanced at him, remained silent with a steady expression, and drank down his drink in one go.

Seeing that she didn’t come tonight, he left early too, only not expecting that Summer Nolan would already be lying in wait at his house!

He ruined her revenge plan and took advantage of her time and again, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got! How could he be let off so easily?

She had said, she would go mad...

So, tonight she had prepared a big gift for him.

"Ding dong—" The doorbell suddenly rang. She stood up from the sofa, went to open the door, and seeing the man standing at the entrance, she pulled him in:

"Come in!"

"Why did you call me over? Elias Spencer isn’t home? Is it okay for me to be here?" Miles Monroe was dragged inside by her, took a look around, and asked.

Summer Nolan shut the door with a mischievous smile and said, "He’s not back yet... Do you like Attorney Spencer’s type?"

"Not interested." He replied quickly and looked suspiciously at the scheming woman, "Why did you suddenly ask me this?"

"Wanna set you two up, you see, he’s quite handsome, has a good figure, and is really comfortable to sleep with!" Summer Nolan told him.

Hearing her words, Miles Monroe’s eyes almost bulged out, and he immediately poked her forehead, "If you want to sleep with him, do it yourself. Don’t get me involved!"

If he dared to touch that man, he’d surely get castrated.

Summer Nolan patted his shoulder and said like a buddy,

"Little Miles, this is your moment of truth, don’t drop the ball, at worst, I’ll treat you to meals for a month."

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll deal with you?" Miles Monroe thought this woman’s courage was growing by the day.

"At worst, I’ll hire a bodyguard too. I must vent this anger," Summer Nolan scoffed. He liked taking advantage of me, so let him taste what it’s like to be taken advantage of.

As she was coaxing this man, suddenly there was the sound of fingerprint unlocking at the door. Damn, he got back so quickly?

"Hide in the room first. Wait for me to handle him, then come out." With that, she pushed the man to the side room.

Just as she came out, Elias Spencer opened the door and walked in, surprised to see her actually at his house.

Thought she was mad and wouldn’t come looking for him again.

But having smashed her dreams of marrying rich, her sudden arrival here—did she want to do something bad to him again?

"What are you doing here?" Elias Spencer looked at her and asked.

"Came to see Elias, not like you, only caring about going out having fun?" Summer Nolan spoke while walking toward him.

This time she intended to knock him down using the simplest, most direct method.

Elias Spencer watched her approach cautiously—

Summer Nolan suddenly hugged his arm and shook it, "I haven’t had dinner, I’m hungry... Can you make me something to eat?"

He looked down at the hand she was holding, relaxed his guard; was she throwing herself at him again now that her dream of marrying rich was shattered?

Elias Spencer felt a bit uncomfortable inside.

How could she be so vulgar?

Just as he was thinking this, Summer Nolan suddenly lifted her hand and karate chopped the back of his neck, "Smack!!"

Elias Spencer frowned, looked at her deeply, and uncontrollably passed out on the floor—

"Turns out this method still works best." She clapped her hands and sneered, calling out to her friend inside, "Little Miles, come out, I’m gifting this man to you tonight."

Miles Monroe walked out from the room, looked at the renowned attorney Spencer passed out on the floor, then at this woman, "You really are fierce... Didn’t he teach you enough of a lesson last time?"

"Thanks for the compliment, now stop blabbering, go quickly, every moment of a beautiful night is priceless." She urged again.

"You can enjoy yourself; I’m still young, I want to live a few more years!"

Miles Monroe wouldn’t dare to play such a dangerous game with her, he’d absolutely get taken down by this man.

He finished speaking and scampered away.

Summer Nolan couldn’t catch him in time, she gritted her teeth and glared at the door, "Such a high-quality man for you to have, and you don’t dare, coward..."

She crossed her arms and thought for a moment, her eyes suddenly lighting up, "Aren’t there a lot of men at the club? They’re much more professional!"