Run Away After Flirting: Get Lost, Mr. Attorney! Chapter 38: Tonight... Do You Want Me to Stay With You?

How did he win this lawsuit without crucial evidence?!

Evening.

Sumr Nolan arrived late at the private room reserved by Director Dawson, all the others were already there when she entered.

Her eyes swept over Elias Spencer, sitting in the middle of the sofa, legs crossed, lazily leaning against the backrest with a glass of XO in hand, and a hint of resentnt flashed in her eyes.

The two exchanged a silent glance.

When Raymond Dawson saw that she finally arrived, he called out, "Attorney Nolan, co and sit."

Sumr Nolan smiled and nodded slightly, walked to the table, poured herself a drink, picked it up, and deliberately said loudly to everyone,

"Director Dawson and Attorney Spencer must have won their cases today, right? They are our role models in the legal field; everyone should learn from them!

Especially Director Dawson; his decades of experience with lawsuits are invaluable. We should find ti to have him train everyone.

Co on, let’s toast to these two great attorneys."

The other employees raised their glasses with stiff smiles; half an hour ago, Attorney Spencer had similarly praised Director Dawson, even saying that he won his case this afternoon, urging us all to applaud and toast!

But—

Director Dawson had actually lost this afternoon’s case!!!

At that ti, Director Dawson’s expression was indescribably grim.

Now, Attorney Nolan was praising Director Dawson again and proposing a toast, rubbing salt in his wounds for a second ti.

It was the first ti Attorney Nolan and Attorney Spencer were so in sync.

"..." Elias Spencer, watching Sumr Nolan’s impassioned praise of the old fox, had a smile in his cold eyes. He couldn’t help but glance at the old fox, whose face was now flushed red!

Was she doing it on purpose?

Raymond Dawson, whose slick façade was always well-maintained, could hardly hold it together now, wishing he could leave imdiately!

He hadn’t told Sumr Nolan that he lost the case this afternoon, nor had he told her that Elias Spencer won in the morning, so he couldn’t even bla his anger on her.

He had no choice but to feign a generous smile as he said to her, "I’m getting old and can’t compare to you young people. I lost the afternoon’s case, so please don’t flatter , Attorney Nolan."

"Director Dawson, did you lose Summit’s case?" Sumr Nolan wore an expression of surprise, but internally she sneered coldly.

Last ti, she not only copied the information from the old fox’s computer, but also unlocked his drawer with a key and altered the evidence for all his subsequent cases.

Ten years ago, The Nolan Group fell victim to a setup, and her father sought Raymond Dawson’s help as their attorney, only for this man to be bribed by the other side, causing the Nolan Family to go bankrupt, with the company being acquired and saddled with massive debts.

Her father couldn’t bear the blow and jumped off a building—

Sumr Nolan was only fifteen years old at the ti, and she, her mother, and her sister went from a wealthy life to the streets, harassed and beaten by debt collectors. They evaded debts by hiding, lived under bridges, ate wilted leaves from markets, and were shunned by relatives as plague bearers.

None were willing to lend a helping hand.

They barely stabilized after fleeing to a small city elsewhere, but without a cent, her pampered mother had no choice but to wash dishes in a restaurant.

Determined for her and her sister to attend school, the sisters collected bottles after class, mocked by classmates and nearly kidnapped by traffickers.

But Sumr Nolan showed grit, completing her entire high school curriculum in just one year, attended the country’s best university, obtained a lawyer’s license, and grew stronger step by step, by any ans necessary.

Elias Spencer’s two case losses dealt her a heavy blow, and now everyone believed she was no match for him.

This unwittingly reduced the number of big cases people sought her for, but she still had debts to repay and needed to support her mother and sister.

How could he know the hardships she endured from destitution to now?!!

To get close to Raymond Dawson, Sumr Nolan deliberately joined the law firm downstairs to make him taste being played, and eventually, the despair leading to death.

She also discovered the discord between Raymond Dawson and Elias Spencer, purposefully becoming Elias’s arch-nesis, yet unexpectedly found that their discord was genuine.

She hadn’t expected to fall for this discordant man.

When Raymond Dawson heard her exclaim the surprise so loudly, his face looked even worse. He had been confident about this lawsuit, but an assistant erroneously prepared the evidence.

He had already scolded the assistant that afternoon.

Seeing him silent, Sumr Nolan feigned embarrassnt, suppressing a laugh, "Winning and losing are common in the world of litigation, but who can be as exceptional as Attorney Spencer?"

Finishing her drink in one gulp, she sat beside Raymond Dawson, comforting him, "Don’t lose heart, Director Dawson; we’ll have plenty more opportunities..."

Ha, as long as she remained in this law firm, he couldn’t hope to win any lawsuits!

The data she copied that day contained an encrypted folder, which surely hid a significant secret—

The password was really complex; she’d need to find a skilled hacker.

Elias Spencer couldn’t help but gaze at the woman whispering with the old fox, finding her increasingly incomprehensible. Although she seed quite close to Raymond Dawson, she had just seed to intentionally embarrass him.

What did she truly an?

After a few drinks, Sumr Nolan felt slightly dizzy and encountered the glasses-wearing male model from before when she went to the restroom.

"Sis!" he called sweetly, striding up to her.

Sumr Nolan, thinking of soone cohabiting with an assistant, feeling uncomfortable, teasingly pinched the male model’s chin,

"Haven’t seen you for a few days, and you look even more handso."

The male model suddenly leaned closer, wrapped an arm around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "Sis, I’ve been thinking about you these past few days. Should I keep you company tonight?"

Just then, a cold man dressed in a black suit and wearing rimless glasses stopped behind her, his sharp gaze like daggers directed at him.

Those eyes seed ready to poke holes in him.

"Sis, do you know that guy?" he asked nervously in a low voice; if that was her boyfriend, he might get beaten.

Sumr Nolan turned around, saw her ex-boyfriend, and smiled at him, deliberately saying to the male model, "Just a colleague. Where do you live? Let’s go to your place tonight."

"As long as you don’t mind, sis, of course. Shall we go now?" He looked down at her professional black skirt, a picture of serious allure.

"Let’s go, can’t be unlucky enough to run into a vice sting operation again."

Holding the male model’s hand, she passed by her ex-boyfriend. He could sleep with other won, so why couldn’t she with other n?

Elias Spencer turned back to look at her, the clarity in his eyes dimd slightly—

In the taxi.

"Sis, I kind of like you, will you keep ? Any price is fine..."

The male model’s hand casually rested on Sumr Nolan’s leg, leaning in, eager to kiss her sensual red lips.

Sumr Nolan frowned disdainfully, quickly turning her face away, still unable to accept a man she didn’t like touching her.