Run Away After Flirting: Get Lost, Mr. Attorney! Chapter 7: Is There Anywhere on Your Body I Haven’t Seen?

Sumr Nolan’s eyes flickered slightly as she found him an excuse,

"... I need to know first if there are any pledges or disputes with the group you represent, and if any assets are mortgaged? Only by satisfying both groups can this case be achieved.

As far as I know, Velocity’s CEO doesn’t want cash, just shares. This ans he’s very attached to his group and hopes it has a longer future. If Summit has issues, Velocity won’t agree to the rger."

Elias Spencer heard what she said and didn’t refute.

The Summit Group.

The two had just arrived here, and the female employees in the large office area looked at the cool and handso Elias Spencer, and they all beca restless!

Their bare-faced gazes were like those of the female demons in Journey to the West, seeing Tang Monk.

"That Attorney Spencer is too handso!"

"Why doesn’t our company have such a good-looking, sophisticated man?"

"If I could spend one night with him, I’d be willing to live a few years less..."

Sumr Nolan looked at the won’s reaction, speechless—they haven’t seen how cunning, domineering, and scheming this man can be, have they?

Elias Spencer had one hand in his pocket, the other holding a black briefcase. The gaze under his fraless glasses was indifferent and dismissive.

Mr. Forest, who was specifically in charge of this rger case, angrily swept his eyes over those infatuated won and quickly arranged a eting room for the two attorneys.

As per their request, he had soone move over the necessary docunts and materials.

The several-ter-long conference table was stacked with a mountain of financial vouchers, financial statents from the past two years, and several large piles of contract docunts, etc.

They emitted the sll of old paper and dust.

"Attorney Spencer, Attorney Nolan, only part of the materials you need have been brought over. We’ll bring the rest as you need them. Oh, also, would you like to have lunch together?" Mr. Forest asked.

"No need."

"No need."

They both responded coldly and efficiently at the sa ti.

"Alright, then, you guys get busy..."

Mr. Forest looked at their serious faces and felt a bit worried inside. There have been rumors of their discord; can they work well together this ti?

Hopefully, they won’t ss up this rger.

Sumr Nolan raised her hand and fanned her nose, feeling the air was thick with dust.

Afterward, the two sat on opposite sides, with their laptops open beside them.

They efficiently browsed and recorded, with only the rustle of paper and the tapping of keyboards in the air, neither of them speaking.

After an unknown period, Sumr Nolan’s neck felt a bit sore. She raised her head to stretch, her gaze inadvertently falling on the man sitting across from her—

That face could be considered the creator’s masterpiece, yet it was cold and unapproachable.

His skin was coolly pale, with a tall nose bridge and high brow bones. Thick and sharp sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, carrying an undeniable indifference and aloofness.

His jacket casually hung on the back of the chair, wearing only a crisp black shirt that outlined his strong chest and muscular arms entirely.

The lightly patterned pale blue tie was slightly loosened, revealing a clearly defined Adam’s apple, casting a sexy shadow in the light—

One has to admit, this man is indeed too attractive! That rebellious, cold personality gives rise to an uncontrollable desire to conquer.

Elias Spencer pushed up the fraless glasses on his face, not even lifting his eyelids as he suddenly asked, "Have you stared long enough?"

Leaning back against the chair, Sumr Nolan adhered to the principle that as long as she’s not embarrassed, soone else will be. She suddenly smiled,

"Where haven’t I seen on your body yet? What, now you charge to take a glimpse?"

Elias Spencer lifted his amber eyes, glanced at her, crossed his long legs, and leaned back on the chair. His tone was clearly cold yet carried a hint of amusent,

"Is Attorney Nolan still hung up on every part of ?"

Sumr Nolan pouted, deliberately teasing him,

"You just look a bit good, if I’m still hung up on that, it would’ve been a very bad experience, bad enough for to rember deeply."

"I need to hurry and find a new boyfriend, to forget those bad experiences."

Elias Spencer’s handso face deepened with a chilly smile, "Attorney Nolan... want to remind you of the ti two years ago when you begged in the n’s restroom?"

Sumr Nolan blushed slightly at his words, unable to control the discordant scene that surfaced in her mind—

It was in the n’s restroom at a bar.

At that ti, she was socializing with a young, handso male client, and coincidentally that client wanted to pursue her and gave her a gift.

Accidentally, Elias Spencer saw this and this dog of a man called her to the restroom and pulled her into the n’s restroom.

Don’t be fooled by his cold deanor; when he’s domineering, it’s outrageous.

But they didn’t do it often; in the first three months of dating, she wanted to sleep with him, but he was serious, only wanting to have a pure relationship with her.

At that ti, it felt especially sweet, and it left her heart itching.

In the next three months, if she wasn’t on a business trip, he was.

Or the two of them would have cold wars because of competing for cases or having spats.

Sumr Nolan worked hard to put those mories aside, laughing and saying, "Ha... why not experience a new boyfriend instead of reminiscing our past?"

Elias Spencer looked at her, his eyes slightly sinking.

Knock knock—

She glanced at the conference room door, responding, "Co in."

A voluptuous woman with wavy hair, quite alluring, holding two cups of coffee, walked in,

"Attorney Nolan, Attorney Spencer, thank you for your hard work. Mr. Forest asked to bring you so coffee."

She placed one cup of coffee from the tray in front of Sumr Nolan.

Then she carried the tray to Elias Spencer’s side, looking at the overly cool and handso man, wanting to give him a flirtatious glance, but he didn’t even look at her.

The secretary picked up the coffee cup to hand it over, glancing at him. Her hand deliberately veered, causing the coffee to suddenly spill onto his shirt!

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry... Attorney Spencer, are you okay? Let wipe it for you..." The secretary apologized while pulling out so tissues nearby, wanting to ’wipe him.’

Sumr Nolan leaned against the back of the chair, silently pouting as she watched him, thinking how his face is just trouble, attracting attention wherever he goes—

Before the secretary’s hand could reach the wet spot, he coldly brushed her hand away.

Elias Spencer turned his head sharply, his gaze piercing as he looked at her, "Get out."

The secretary looked at his unapproachable deanor, unwillingly leaving the conference room.

Elias Spencer himself pulled out a few tissues, frowning as he wiped the wet spot, disdainful of infatuated won.

"Did it scald you?" Sumr Nolan looked at him wiping the spot, laughing maliciously and asking.

"If it did, would you eat it?" He coldly and flatly retorted, such a frivolous question was spoken with utmost seriousness.