Blood from all over her body rushed up to her head in a n instant, and Summer felt hot on the palms of her hands and the soles of her feet. Her hands on her sides were clenched up slowly as she broke into a sarcastic smile. "How do you know other men aren’t interested in me? Maybe they are into a woman like m e."
"Who would it be? Dean?" Mark forced his words through the teeth in a deep voice.
"What do you want before you will return Charlotte to me?" She spelled out the words, not wanting to waste time with him on such a topic again.
Was this her tacit admission?
Mark looked gloomy, the deep gaze in his eyes turning icy in an instant, and his piercing eyebrows were knitted together. He grabbed her wrist over and looked her in the eyes. "When I get bored with your body, I will consider returning Charlotte to you."
"You have just taught me a life lesson. Have you forgotten it so soon?"
She talked back, using what he had just said, and then pushed his hand away with the other hand, using all her strength. "It seems that you have no plans to
return Charlotte to me, nor negotiate with me sincerely. Well then, wait for the court's subpoena."
Her voice trailed off, and she spun around and walked out of the president's office without looking at him again.
She had been fooled once, and he thought she would still be fooled a second time?
Who did he think she was-someone he could bully and insult at will?
Summer did not know how to describe her feelings when she walked out of the Valentine Group building. She just felt at a loss, her steps floaty.
How high her chances would be when the custodial case went to the court?
But irrespective of the chances, she would not give up easily.
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