Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 1992

Lyla moaned with a pained expression. "Gently... You're hurting me... Damn! Is this your car?"

Halfway through her speech, Lyla noticed the Maserati parked in front of White Rose gate.

"Cut the crap and get in the car."

Sean ordered coldly.

Lyla dared not speak anymore. She quickly got into the car and sat in the back with Sean.

Zander got in the driver's seat and drove.

On the way back to East World Hotel, Sean hit Lyla on the head without saying a word.

"Why did you hit me..."

Lyla asked aggrievedly with her hands over her head.

"Do you still feel aggrieved? I'd like to slap you to death... I warned you last time not to work in the nightclub anymore. Why didn't you take my advice? Since you didn't take my advice, you're on your own if anything happens. So why did you text me for help? Can't you have some self-awareness?"

Sean's furious scolding brought Lyla to tears.

Lyla rubbed her eyes and said tearfully, "What can I do? If I could handle it myself, would I have asked you for help... Besides, you've helped me out. Is it necessary to scold me now..."

Sean rolled down the car window and took a deep breath.

The cool night air crept into the car and blew on his face, finally calming him down.

Sean had not been as angry as he was tonight in a long time.

However, it seemed refreshing to have an outburst like this once in a while.

He had always been calm like a robot and would eventually get numb.

"I'm broke. Would I be working as a hostess if I were as rich as you? Do you think it's fun to entertain those middle-aged men? I want to throw up when I see them, okay?"

Lyla rubbed her eyes as she defended herself.