All Chapters of The President's Darling: Chapter 631 - Chapter 640

Love was the best medicine and could cure many ailments. If one were to analyze it scientifically, it was probably because falling in love released substances like dopamine and adrenaline, which could somewhat counteract diseases.Since Keith seemed unhappy, he should just fall in love. After all, with his background, it shouldn't be difficult for him to find love.But Keith found Summer's suggestion unbelievable. "You're telling me to fall in love? Will that really make me happy?""Of course! Falling in love can make you happy. Just look at James. He became happy when he fell in love with me," Summer explained with a forced smile. She wanted nothing more than to leave as soon as possible, so she tried her best to placate Keith.However, Keith wasn't one to fall for such a trick. "Love?" He waved dismissively and snorted. "What nonsense.""Have you ever been in love?" Summer asked in return. "If you haven't experienced love, you wouldn't understand what it is.""In love? How

"Do you think you still have a choice now?"Keith stood up as well and took a step forward. Swiftly, he reached out and grabbed her arm. "I've said it before—I get anything I want. Summer, you're mine now. You no longer belong to James."Summer was repulsed by Keith's domineering attitude. He had clearly lost his mind.Knowing that whatever she said next would be futile, Summer decided to resist him.She lifted her foot and stomped on Keith's instep with all her might.Caught off guard, Keith winced in pain and jumped in discomfort.Summer took advantage of the moment and immediately dashed toward the door. Even though she knew the bodyguards were out there, she didn't have the luxury to worry about them.She just had to escape.But Keith was no ordinary man. As an heir, he had received formal martial arts training and physical conditioning. Suppressing the pain in his foot, he leaped forward, covering 16 feet in a single bound.Just as Summer was about to open the door, Keith

At the snap of James' fingers, Charlie rushed in through the door. "Mr. Quigley, we've contacted the police station. When the time comes, the officers will deal with everything accordingly," he reported to James."Good. I'll leave everything to you then." James didn't say anything else. He cast a sideways glance at Keith, who was silent, before leaving with Summer in his arms.Upon leaving the room, they were met with a dark and gloomy corridor. Summer leaned against James' chest and felt safe. She found the corridor in shambles as she left. Countless men dressed in black were lying scattered on the floor. She could tell that James' men had fought with Keith's bodyguards when he had come to save her. No wonder the surroundings were in such an unruly state. Too many things had happened that night. Keith had lost control, and James' had become furious. Hence, Summer couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. She felt as though she was being suspended in midair, even though s

He didn't understand why she had asked that, though."Is there a difference between Keith now as compared to back then?" he asked."Yes, there is," she replied. "Didn't you talk about him before? The shift in his personality happened after his brother died because of him. He did what he did to me because he thinks that I can save him.""Summie, are you sympathizing with him?" James' tone was slightly acidic. Summer was his wife. It was no surprise that he would feel that way when she kept defending Keith.He paused for a moment before speaking again. "Judging by what you said, it sounds like you don't want to make him take responsibility for his actions, Summie?"He couldn't bear to let Keith off the hook just like that. Summer was the most important person in his life. No one was allowed to harm her.Besides, a sane person wouldn't have lost their minds and tried to take her for themselves like Keith had done.Even if Summer sympathized with him, James refused to forgive him.

Keith ignored Monica. He just glanced at her and continued drinking his alcohol. He reeked of it, and his hair was slightly sticky. He looked as if he hadn't showered all day. If Keith had been like an eagle in the past, he seemed more like a sparrow now. He had lost all semblance of authority. Monica didn't think much of him. If he wanted to wallow, then that was his business. She had come there because she had something else to say. She walked over delicately and said to his face, "We know all about what you did. Even though Mom and Dad didn't say anything, I can tell that they're nervous about it." Monica's words were greeted with silence. Keith didn't say anything and just slumped back lazily in his seat. He burped from time to time. It was unusual to see him like this. Monica had never seen him in such a state before. It seemed that something really had happened to him."Keith, forget it if you're not going to listen to me. I don't know if what the police said i