Run Away After Flirting: Get Lost, Mr. Attorney! Chapter 188: Sudden Vomiting—Is She Pregnant?

"Her face was slapped by Mrs. Dawson half an hour ago. Iris Lynn was fired from the law firm today. She just wanted to get back at before leaving. Officer Spencer, you can ask the colleagues around if I have ever hit her?"

Sumr Nolan crossed her arms and calmly glanced at the surrounding colleagues, believing they wouldn’t dare to speak recklessly.

Even if one or two dared to speak the truth, it wouldn’t matter. Most people should be clear-headed. Who would risk offending their boss?

The surrounding employees imdiately spoke up loudly, "Attorney Nolan didn’t hit Iris Lynn. Her face was slapped by Director Dawson’s wife!"

"Yes, we didn’t see Attorney Nolan hit her. Iris Lynn just wants to fra Attorney Nolan."

"That Iris Lynn is really wicked. She got fired and is still causing trouble at the law firm."

Iris Lynn, hearing their words, turned green with anger. These bootlicking sycophants!

"There are still surveillance caras in this big office. Officer Spencer can go check the surveillance." She quickly added.

Chase Spencer imdiately took soone to review the surveillance footage, only to find footage of Raymond Dawson’s wife publicly hitting her, but nothing else. The employees claid the surveillance suddenly broke.

Iris Lynn was infuriated again, knowing all too well that the surveillance was deliberately tampered with by these colleagues to help Sumr Nolan.

This ti, Sumr really got off easy!

"Since the surveillance is broken and didn’t capture Sumr Nolan hitting afterward, I will sue Raymond Dawson’s wife. She personally ca to the law firm to assault , as the surveillance shows."

She had to change her tune. That fat woman beat her like this; it was only right to give her a lesson, maybe lock her up for a few days to prevent her from quickly finding a lawyer.

Raymond Dawson would have ti to fix her.

Subsequently, Iris Lynn was taken to the police station to give a statent. Sumr Nolan crossed her arms, watching Iris Lynn’s still arrogant deanor, secretly biting her lip.

She took out her phone and sent a ssage to Elias Spencer’s bodyguards. This ti, she wouldn’t let it go until Iris’s legs were broken, making sure she couldn’t bounce around anymore!

Iris Lynn successfully got Raymond Dawson’s wife sent to the police station. After diation by the police, she insisted that Raymond Dawson’s wife kneel and apologize to her for a reconciliation.

Mrs. Dawson disagreed and was temporarily detained.

At noon, on her way to have lunch with Raymond Dawson, Iris Lynn was suddenly stopped by the bodyguards Sumr sent, injuring her legs. Bystanders sent her to the hospital.

In the hospital.

As soon as Raymond Dawson entered the ward, he saw her legs in casts, frowning with distress as he walked to the bedside and asked angrily, "Do you know who hit you?"

"It must be that bitch Sumr Nolan. She was causing trouble for when I left the law firm this morning. You must teach her a lesson for ." Iris Lynn pretended to look pitifully at him.

The man sat down by the bed, held her hand, and said, "Don’t worry, this grudge will surely be avenged on her!"

"I saw Sumr Nolan’s sister in this hospital too. If I can’t teach that woman a lesson, I can teach her sister, can’t I?" She said angrily, clutching the blanket.

"I think it’s best not to for now. If her sister gets hurt, Sumr will definitely retaliate against you twice as hard. You’re still recovering in the hospital now.

If we’re going to retaliate, we need a permanent solution to ensure they never have the power to fight back again!" Raymond Dawson said in a serious tone.

"Alright." Iris Lynn had to reluctantly hold back for now, then suddenly said:

"Since it’s not the right ti to retaliate against Sumr Nolan, why not pin my injuries on your wife?

This ti, my injuries are severe enough to put her in prison for a few years! Once she’s in prison, won’t all the family property be yours?"

"That’s a good idea. You really are clever." Raymond Dawson smirked and lightly pinched her face.

"Then find soone trustworthy. I’ll tell him the ti and place of my injuries and let him testify against your wife in exchange for a large sum of money." Iris Lynn told him.

"Okay." He nodded.

At the ward door, Sumr Nolan was carrying lunch to see her sister. Passing by, she unexpectedly saw Iris Lynn was in the sa hospital. Not only did she hear everything they said earlier, but she also recorded it!

She smirked a little... Raymond Dawson, this ti you’re finished. Sumr had thought of a way to destroy him.

Even though she didn’t quite understand what Raymond and Iris wanted to do to her, she would take preemptive action.

She left the doorway with the lunch, Iris’s room was four rooms away from her sister’s. When she reached the door, she said to the bodyguard standing there:

"Thank you for your hard work. I bought you lunch."

Handing one of the lunches to him, she had borrowed four bodyguards from Elias Spencer and had given each a big bonus.

"Thank you, Miss Nolan." The bodyguard accepted it politely.

"You don’t have to keep standing. Rest on the chair nearby if you’re tired." Sumr Nolan told him, knowing soone would relieve him in the evening.

"Okay." He nodded.

Sumr Nolan opened the door and entered the ward, seeing her mother there as well, and asked her sister, "How do you feel today?"

"I’m so bored to death. The doctor said my arm will take two or three months to heal." Vivian said gloomily, feeling she’d go mad resting at ho for that long.

"I’ll find you so books in the afternoon. What do you like to read?" Her sister never liked to be idle.

"Novels, maybe those CEO-thed ones." She said with a smile.

"You’re so grown up and still like CEO novels!" Sumr Nolan gently tapped her forehead, while Mrs. Nolan, peeling fruit on the sofa, suddenly said:

"Why don’t you go find a CEO son-in-law? What’s the use of just reading about others?"

"My sister isn’t even married yet. Why push ?" Vivian Nolan pouted.

"Your sister already has a CEO boyfriend." Speaking of this, Mrs. Nolan suddenly asked her eldest daughter, "When are you and Ian Sterling planning to get married? I don’t think there’s a need to date too long, it might not last..."

"Let’s talk about it next year." Sumr Nolan replied perfunctorily, pulling the small dining table over and setting up the lunch she bought.

"There’s no need to wait that long, right? People my age are already rocking grandchildren! Aren’t you determined to be with him? Doesn’t he like you very much?

Why not just get married early, give a grandson sooner. Preferably, have one with our family na; we can’t let the Nolan family lineage die." Mrs. Nolan said.

Sumr Nolan heard her mother’s words and broke out in a row of sweat drops on her forehead. Her imagination really ran far.

Seeing her silent, Mrs. Nolan thought she’d ask Ian in person at night to see if he had any plans for marriage? And maybe et his parents.

Check out what kind of people they are, and if they’re easy to get along with.

When Sumr Nolan opened a box of braised pork ribs, the greasy aroma made her feel a bit nauseated, and she frowned. Was she catching a cold?

But she hadn’t had a cold recently.

She tried to suppress the discomfort, but as she opened more boxes, the increasingly intense slls made her unable to bear it any longer. She quickly covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

Closing the door, she leaned over the toilet and started throwing up.

Both mother and sister couldn’t help but turn towards the bathroom, then exchanged glances. Vivian Nolan mumbled, "Does she have an upset stomach?"