Run Away After Flirting: Get Lost, Mr. Attorney! Chapter 165: Want to Go Again?

"I’m at a classmate’s house, in the suburbs. Why do you want to know my location?"

Vivian Nolan felt an unconscious tension. Why did her sister suddenly want her location? How could she dare to reveal her whereabouts?

"Send it to right away, I’ll co pick you up." Sumr Nolan said.

"I’m staying at my classmate’s tonight. We haven’t seen each other for a long ti, just let be, okay? I’m an adult now. I know how to stay safe." she said to her sister.

"Then put your classmate on the phone, I want to say a few words." Sumr wanted to hear for herself—was it a male classmate or a female one?

Hearing her sister’s demand, Vivian got even more anxious. She wants to speak with her classmate? How was she going to manage this?

Her eyes imdiately sought help from the man on the sofa. She sat down next to him, covering the receiver tightly, and nudged his arm:

"My sister wants to talk to my classmate, what should I do?"

Ian Sterling frowned, looking at her. How should he know what to do? Could he answer the phone himself?

"Vivian?" Sumr, suspicious of her silence, suspected she might be at a male classmate’s house. But she had said earlier she was at a female classmate’s house!

"Are you at a male classmate’s?"

"Sis, I’m 20 years old now, don’t worry about , I know my boundaries." She forced herself to say.

"You’re really at a guy’s house? Are you crazy? You’re still a student! Send your location right away."

Sumr was getting a bit angry, afraid her sister might be deceived by a man. She’s still young, what good could co from the kind of n she’d et now?

"We’re just friends, he doesn’t even like . We’re not even sharing the sa room, don’t worry about . That’s it, I’m hanging up."

Nervously, Vivian ended the call and imdiately shut off her phone, tossing it aside.

"I told you to go back and you didn’t listen. Now you’re scared?" Ian looked at her, asking coldly.

"Who says I’m scared? I’m just afraid my sister will worry about ..." she crossed her arms with a snort. She wasn’t afraid of mingling with shady people, just her sister being strict.

"Go back tomorrow." He said before getting up and returning to his own bedroom.

"I refuse to go back..." The man’s words triggered Vivian’s rebellious streak. She pouted and continued eating.

Sumr tried calling her sister again but found the phone turned off. This girl was getting wilder, daring to stay over at a male classmate’s!

Did she and that male classmate have any intimate contact? Did they use protection?

Worrying was useless; she would have to wait until Vivian returned.

Over ten minutes later, Elias Spencer walked out with a short bath towel wrapped around his waist. He directly opened the door to Sumr’s bedroom. The woman on the bed frowned at him, asking coldly:

"What are you doing in here?"

"I don’t have pajamas." he said.

"Why would I have n’s pajamas here? Go back to your guest room." Sumr demanded.

"I rember...I think you have so on your bed..."

Elias said as he walked over, lifted the blanket, shalessly sat down inside, and pretended to search the bed for n’s pajamas.

Sumr watched this shaless man, getting so angry she could have an internal rupture. She kicked him hard on the leg, "Get out! Elias, I have a boyfriend now."

He suddenly pinned her beneath him, grabbing her hands and pressing them above her head, "I don’t mind being the other man, so why do you care?"

"Who wants a secret affair with you? I don’t like you anymore!" she glared furiously at the man restraining her.

Don’t like him anymore? Elias’ face darkened slightly, biting his teeth in secret dissatisfaction, "You don’t need to like for a secret affair. Just enjoy it."

With those words, he blocked her lips, kissing her hungrily, and pulled off his towel with one hand—

There were no extra pretenses.

"Mmm..." Sumr hit him hard on the back. What a bastard, taking advantage of her in the eting room in the morning, and now again at night.

What did he take her for?

-

The next morning.

Sumr was woken by her alarm. As she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in his arms, her head resting on his arm. Annoyed,

she sat up quickly, ready to push him off the bed, but the man suddenly opened his eyes and said coolly:

"Attorney Nolan, morning."

"Nothing good about this morning, I’ll strangle you!" As soon as her hands approached his neck, he caught them, flipping over to hold her firmly down.

"Didn’t get enough last night? Want more?" Elias asked, brushing his lips against her nose with a smirk.

"You’d better restrain yourself." Sumr was infuriated by him, yet could do nothing about it. Once she got her revenge, she’d leave this city and stay far from this bastard.

Could he be any thicker-skinned?

"If you treat a bit nicer, of course, I can restrain myself a bit." he said in a deep voice.

She couldn’t help but scoff, "Iris Lynn treats you like royalty, isn’t that enough? You want to be nice to you? You’ve got the wrong person."

"Can we not ntion Iris?" Elias frowned and asked.

"Get up, I have to go to work." Whether ntioned or not, Sumr couldn’t forgive him, she said coldly, turning her face away.

Not liking her coldness, he suddenly kissed her lips, giving her a long, deep good morning kiss—Sumr frowned, pushing him away.

"Should we go again?" he asked after moving back. What if one kiss made him uncontrollable?

"Don’t push it too far!" Sumr gritted her teeth, looking at him. Did this man’s stamina know any bounds? What on earth was he on?

"You don’t like anymore anyway, whatever I do shouldn’t matter. So one more ti shouldn’t matter to you, either."

Elias said ’grievously’ and was about to start again when there was a sudden knock on the guest room door: "Sumr, ti for breakfast."

"Got it." Sumr replied, Elias having no choice but to hold back. He climbed off her and the bed, heading for a cold shower.

She had just reached out, planning to strangle him, when the man had already run off.

Over ten minutes later, Sumr ca out dressed in a black suit, fully grood. Mrs. Nolan, sipping coffee on the sofa, glanced at her,

"Go call Attorney Spencer, I knocked on his door earlier and he didn’t answer. He might still be asleep."

"He’ll co out when he’s awake." Sumr said with a cold snort, heading over to the dining table to grab a bowl of porridge and start eating.

She didn’t want her mother to know she had spent the night with that man; it was too embarrassing.

"You’re really sothing, child. Speak a bit kinder, what if he hears?" Mrs. Nolan chided her.

"His skin is thick enough." she retorted with a cold snort.

A mont later, Elias erged, fully dressed, "Good morning, Mrs. Nolan."

"Good morning, sit down and have breakfast." Mrs. Nolan invited him.

"Alright."

"Don’t you dare tell Ian about staying here, or I’ll be upset!" Sumr shot a look at the man who took a seat beside her, warning him coldly.

He suddenly leaned close to her ear, "Are you begging ?"