Summer lunged up and grabbed Amara’s hair, then gave her a couple of slaps again. “Do I have to remind you of the conscienceless things that you have done?”She had hit no one until Amara came along. Right now, she wished she could strangle Amara.Amara sneered in a low voice that only Summer could hear. “So what if I just did it? You had better kill me now, or else I will make sure you regret it later.”Not only did Amara have no sense of remorse, but she also behaved arrogantly.Summer lost her last trace of sanity as she hit Amara again to vent the monstrous anger in her.Amara did not fight back but took the slaps with a sneer. More and more onlookers gathered and caused traffic jams. Some people finally could no longer sit by and watch. They called out loudly, “Call the police! If this continues, that poor lady will die. Call the police!”Hearing those words, Amara shouted, “Help! This woman hit me! She is a teacher. She hit me!”Those onlookers despised Summer even more,
A smile broke across Jazz’s face, his voice euphoric when the front door was opened from the outside. “Miss Hart!”It was not Summer, but Mark, who came in. Mark casually threw his black coat on the sofa as he walked in. He glanced at Jazz and sat down lazily on the sofa. “You seem to be very excited about seeing Miss Hart, eh?”Jazz slumped on the sofa, feeling disappointed. He just stared at the clock without saying a word.It was half-past eight. Why had Miss Hart not arrived yet?Mark took off his tie that he had worn for an entire day. His sturdy chest muscles almost burst out of his gray shirt. He glanced sideways at Jazz as he spoke in a low voice. “Rest early. Miss Hart is not coming today.”Jazz turned around immediately. “Why is that?”“She has been detained by the police.” Mark said saintly as he flipped through the documents on the coffee table with his slender fingers.“Why is she detained? And how do you know?” It shocked and puzzled Jazz upon hearing that.“I saw
“I told you I am in Alcomara. I am at work right now. Let’s talk later when I am off work.” “Which is more important—work or the house, Forrest?” Summer clenched her phone and adjusted her breathing as she called out. “Tell me what else we can do now since the house has been sold?” Summer took a deep breath to suppress her anger. “Tell Amara to return the money!” “Do you think it is possible to ask for money from her? Not a chance!” “I warn you seriously. You know Mom has high-blood pressure; she can’t take this shock. Before Dad and Mom return from the trip, you had better fix this problem and get the house back, even if you have to pay double the money for the breach of contract.” “Are you kidding me, Summer? The house has probably been sold for 1.5 million dollars. The penalty for the breach of contract will be 3 million dollars. I am just a normal white-collar worker. I only keep one grand as pocket money for myself while handing the rest to Amara every month. I have ab
Summer was sandwiched between the seat and Mark. His hand posture remained as it was before, but their faces almost touched each other, and there was a zero distance between their lips. “What have I done that makes you think I am flirting with you?”She could feel his warm breath on her face. She tilted her head back, trembling, but she still gritted her teeth and said unequivocally, “Now you are flirting.”“Really?” Mark’s lips curled up in a smirk. There was a click when he pressed down with his finger. “Done.”'Done what?'Summer looked at him in puzzlement while he pointed his chin at her chest.She looked down at where he was pointing. Only then did she notice the seat belt. He was just helping her unfasten the seat belt.She instantly blushed, as if blood almost surged out of her skin. How she wished the ground would swallow her up.It was so embarrassing. She had never been so embarrassed in her life.Mark sat back upright and let go of her hand, his lips curling up slig
Summer felt her ears were nearly frozen as she walked in the freezing wind on the street. The weather was surprisingly cold today.She called her mom as the two had returned from the trip. The train was scheduled to arrive at 10:00 am.She hung up, and then headed back to school in a hurry. She was absent all of a sudden without calling to inform the school yesterday. Now she had got some explanations to do.The school principal was very understanding. He just gave her a verbal warning and wanted her to pay more attention in the future.She agreed and then asked for another day off. Surprisingly, the principal approved her request with no question asked.After breakfast, Summer hurried away to the train station. The train was delayed. She waited for 40 minutes before finally seeing her dad and mom arriving.She could hear her mom complaining as they approached. “The train is delayed every time. My back hurts.”“I have wanted to take the high-speed train, but you are not willing
She hung up the phone and took a deep breath to calm her racing heart.Club Nightshade.Lucas Atkinson wailed and groaned as he held his stomach and wriggled on the ground in pain.Sitting on the sofa in front of Lucas was a middle-aged man in his forties. The man, chubby and wearing a thick gold chain around his neck while sitting with his legs crossed, cursed, “You friggin’ boy! How dare you touch my woman! I am going to cut you into pieces today!”Summer heard swear words and felt disgusted as soon as she walked in.The greasy face and belly that was about to burst out of his shirt made her feel even sicker.Seeing her brother beaten black and blue on the floor, Nancy went weak at the knees. She would have tumbled to the floor if not for Summer holding her tightly. “What do you want before you let him go?” Her voice was trembling.“I’ve already said that my woman keeps your little brother as a gigolo, making me a cuckold. I will not let him off so easily. Teach him a lesson,
Carlos hurriedly changed his narrative. He was hesitant. “Honestly, Mr. Valentine. Miss Hart and I have very important things to discuss.”Mark sat down on a sofa leisurely with his brow raised. “What is it about?”“It is a personal matter.” Carlos made up an excuse.“Well, what kind of personal matter, may I ask? If Miss Hart can help, I am sure I can, too.” He was still behaving elegantly.Carlos was silenced now. He could not imagine asking Mark Valentine to help him with ‘that stuff.’After a while.Nancy helped Lucas to the back seat before letting Summer—who had got a little drunk—sit in the front passenger seat.Her eyes flickered, and her heart pounded uncontrollably as she sighted the side of the good-looking man’s face.“Address?” Mark asked Nancy, who was sitting in the back seat.“Stodan South,” she replied hurriedly, after coming out of her daze. The black Land Rover started. There was silence in the car. The only thing audible was their breathing sounds.Summer
Summer was taken aback. What did he just say?“Time and venue?” Mark asked again when he heard no response. His words were concise and straight to the point.Did that mean he accepted the invitation? “Oceanside Hotel. 3:00 pm.” Summer snapped back and told him the hotel at which Nancy made a reservation.You do not bring a VIP to a street stall for lunch. So Nancy had gone to great lengths to find an upscale hotel to set up the date.The line went dead, with Mark saying nothing else as if he was busy.Summer frowned. She called Nancy to tell her that the appointment was set and that Nancy could make a reservation now. She then looked at the time—it was only 8:00 am.A beautiful weekend morning was wasted just like that. Her initial plan was to sleep until she woke up naturally. But now, that plan was ruined.She drank two glasses of water and then placed the glass on the table. But before the glass left her hand, she felt acutely nauseous.Covering her mouth, she rushed into