Consequences of Dumping the Obsessive Boss: Stuck with Him Forever-Chapter 216: Be Good and Come Home with Me, Okay?

Summer Lowell struggled in vain, slightly turning her body, and looked at Maxim Sinclair with a blank expression: "Where do you want to take me?"

"Back to our home, the place we used to live."

"Don’t take advantage of my amnesia to fabricate things that never happened." Summer’s phone in her pocket suddenly rang. Just as she was about to reach for it, Maxim swiftly snatched it away: "It’s so late, let me see who’s contacting you."

He picked it up and saw Justin Huxley’s name brightly displayed on the screen.

Maxim sneered, wrapped an arm around Summer’s arm with one hand, and answered the call with the other, placing it to his left ear: "Hello?"

On the other end, Justin Huxley doubted himself and checked his phone screen again. After confirming he didn’t dial the wrong number, he incredulously asked, "Maxim Sinclair?"

"Yes, it’s me. Your ears are good to recognize my voice," Maxim said, looking at Summer who was trying to grab the phone and gently rebuked, "I’m on the phone with Justin now, be good, don’t make a fuss, we’ll talk later."

Summer was so angry that she glared: "Let go of me and give me back my phone!"

Justin heard Summer’s voice, hurriedly asking Maxim: "I heard Summer’s voice, why is her phone with you, what did you do to her?"

"Look at the time now, you’re so smart, can’t you guess?"

Remembering the pain of being ignored by the one he loved during this period, Maxim couldn’t help but lash out at Justin, "I guess you haven’t returned to the Huxley Residence yet, call Old Master Huxley, he’ll explain it all to you."

After saying this, Maxim didn’t listen to how frantic Justin was on the other end, and decisively hung up the call, turned off the phone, and threw it to Assistant Collins in front: "Take this phone apart and investigate if there’s any tracking chip implanted."

While he was talking to Assistant Collins, Summer elbowed him in the stomach, seized the opportunity, and jumped to the side, raising both fists, glaring at Maxim with malice: "I won’t go with you, take me to my friends."

Maxim watched her in silence.

Not getting the response she wanted, Summer couldn’t help but emphasize again: "I don’t care about the deal between you and the Huxley Family, I’m telling you, I’m not one of them, they have no right to trade me with you, if you insist on detaining me, I’ll call the police."

Maxim showed a reminiscent smile: "Did you know, this isn’t the first time you’ve shouted at me about calling the police. Yet, you still really love me, even though you’ve threatened many times, you never actually did it."

Summer’s face remained wary: "Regarding the things you’ve said about our past, I really don’t remember any of it. How about this, we’ll settle accounts once I regain my memory, otherwise, who knows if what you’re saying is true?"

"You’re getting smarter," Maxim laughed with pleasure, "I’ll be honest, the last person who wants you to regain your memory is Justin Huxley. Come with me, I’ve invited a top-tier global team specifically to help recover your memories."

Summer still seemed somewhat distrustful of him.

Sitting in front, Assistant Collins couldn’t hold back, turned around to corroborate what Maxim just said, and reported the itinerary: "President Sinclair, given the special situation earlier, I haven’t had the chance to tell you, Dr. David Dalton and his team, whom you invited for Miss Lowell, arrived at Eastport Airport just two hours ago. I’ve arranged for them to be taken to a hotel and settled in, they’ll come to meet you once they’re rested."

"Let’s schedule it for tomorrow afternoon then," Maxim’s gaze focused intently on Summer, "You have a good rest too, tomorrow a professional doctor will guide you in recovering your memories."

"I hate taking medicine and injections," Summer showed a face full of resistance and rejection, "Besides, why should I trust you? You should know, my best friend is a doctor, having her is enough, I don’t need your trouble."

"Are you talking about Vivian Sullivan?" Maxim scoffed, "She can’t even protect you, and she’s easily manipulated by Justin Huxley. The only person you can trust and rely on is me. Summer, face reality! There’s no one you can trust besides me!"

"If you put it that way, the only one I can really trust is myself," Summer looked at the familiar intersection ahead, her hand on the handle, "Drop me off at the upcoming intersection, if you forcefully take me to your place, let me tell you, when I get provoked, I’m hard to deal with, you won’t get a peaceful day."

"That’s all insignificant, you can cause as much trouble as you want, as long as you don’t leave my side, as long as you’re alive and well."

Maxim stepped forward, grabbed her roughly, enveloping her with his arms, chin resting on her shoulder, "Be good, don’t make a fuss, do you know how much I’ve missed you during this time."

Summer wanted to struggle again, seeing that sweet words weren’t working, Maxim sighed gently and switched tactics: "If you cause any more trouble, I can’t guarantee what I might do to Vivian."

Summer froze, instinctively asking, "What do you want to do to her?"

"I don’t know, it depends on your behavior. There’s something you need to know, three days ago, I just completed the acquisition of Mercy Hospital, so Vivian is now my subordinate, and I’m her boss. Before the acquisition, she just signed a contract with astronomical breach penalties, don’t you care about her?"

"Maxim Sinclair, you are truly despicable and shameless!" Summer’s eyes reddened, filled with disbelief, "Vivian has nothing to do with the situation between us, why drag her into this and involve the innocent?"

"No, you’re mistaken, when we were together, Vivian was aware of the situation too."

Speaking of this, Maxim couldn’t hold back his anger, "She clearly knew you were my girlfriend, yet helped Justin spread baseless lies and deceive you, how could I endure that?"

Considering her best friend’s predicament, Summer dared not struggle further and resignedly sat in surrender.

Seeing her like this, inexplicably, Maxim’s mind flashed back to the sight of Summer’s dazed expression on the second floor before. So, he softened his tone, gently coaxing, "Before you regain your memory, I won’t do anything to you. My taking you away is only to help you regain your memory. As long as you cooperate with me and the doctor, I won’t do anything to Vivian."