Consequences of Dumping the Obsessive Boss: Stuck with Him Forever-Chapter 263: You Help Me Spy on Maxim Sinclair, I’ll Help You Escape
"As you said before, knowing each other for so many years, there’s no need for these sentimental tactics." Summer Lowell skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point, "Tell me, why did you rush me over here in such a hurry?"
Justin Huxley sensed her resistance, his eyes narrowing slightly.
It seemed Summer Lowell had truly grown fond of Maxim Sinclair.
"You don’t need to look at me like that," Summer ignored the strange emotions in her heart, "I just don’t like being controlled and ordered around. Back then, I was forced by people from the company to do such things, which led to Maxim Sinclair targeting me. And now, the senior I respect the most is also wanting me to do this. My worldview is shattered, and I’m starting to doubt my judgment of people."
This straightforwardly expressed her dislike for Justin Huxley forcing her to do illegal activities.
It was the time when Summer Lowell was most needed, so Justin dared not truly upset her.
"But the situation this time is different from the last," Justin softened his voice, "This time, if you help me, we can join forces to severely damage Maxim Sinclair, so he won’t have any spare energy to trap you."
"What about when he recovers in the future?" Summer retorted, "When Maxim Sinclair regains his strength and comes to settle accounts with me, I doubt I have the ability to withstand it."
"Since I’m asking you to help me, I’ll naturally ensure you have a way out." Justin watched for changes in her expression, "Of course, if you’ve genuinely developed feelings and find it hard to act against him, you can tell me directly. I can’t destroy your future happiness for my own gain; that would be a grave injustice."
"Exaggerating, there’s no future happiness between Maxim Sinclair and me." Summer shook her head with a smile, denying his words.
Seeing that she didn’t choose Maxim Sinclair, Justin felt somewhat relieved.
If Summer switched sides and didn’t support him, things would become difficult to handle.
After all, he didn’t originally have a high chance against Maxim Sinclair.
Justin placed the menu beside her again, "Order some dishes, let’s talk while eating. It’s not easy for you to come out, I can’t let you go back hungry!"
Summer didn’t accept his goodwill, "As I said, I don’t have much time to stay outside. He has several bodyguards watching me, and the longer I stay, the more unpredictable it might become. Speak quickly, and I’ll leave once we’re done."
Seeing her insist on discussing matters without eating, Justin had no choice. He got up and went outside to instruct his bodyguards to keep watch at the door, then returned to talk business with Summer.
Justin took out a piece of paper with several names written on it.
"What’s this list?" Summer borrowed the paper, looking at Justin with confusion.
"Recently, Maxim Sinclair and I have been competing for a piece of land. Help me investigate which of the people on this list are connected to that land," Justin said, taking out his prepared materials, "Remember this picture, it’s a city in Yuvana. Remember this place, and these individuals. Focus on finding out which channel Maxim Sinclair is using."
Summer frowned, looking at Justin with displeasure, "This task is a bit difficult!"
"I know, but don’t you share a study with him? If you pay more attention, you’ll surely find something."
"How do you know I share a study with him?" Summer eyed Justin warily, "Are you spying on me?"
"Of course not, Dr. Sullivan told me. She mentioned it unintentionally during a chat," Justin said while observing Summer’s expression, "Maxim Sinclair is also keeping an eye on this project. I just want to know which people he has arranged to secure that piece of land."
Summer raised her hand, interrupting his attempt to cajole her further, "Just this one thing, right?"
Justin nodded, "Yes, just this one. Once it’s done, Maxim Sinclair will certainly have to report to the board, and when he’s preoccupied, I’ll arrange for you to leave the country."
"Alright, I understand. No need to say more. Wait for my news." Summer silently memorized the names on the paper, took her bag, and got up to leave.
"Not staying a bit longer? If you leave now, you’ll go home hungry. What if you run into Maxim Sinclair? How will you explain it to him?" Justin stood up with her, trying to persuade her to stay.
Summer’s reaction made him uneasy. He was afraid she might switch sides midway and join Maxim Sinclair’s camp.
If that happened, he would have no chance of taking over the Huxley Family in the future.
Recently, he had been doing all these things while avoiding Tina’s father, narrowly escaping discovery several times, thanks to his quick thinking.
"I’ll just say the food outside doesn’t suit my taste, and I want to eat at home. It’s something he likes to hear. Senior, make yourself comfortable, no need to see me off. The bodyguards he arranged for me are waiting outside. If you go out, and they report back, communicating information will be difficult." Summer waved him off and left without looking back.
In the living room, Maxim Sinclair poured a glass of wine and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking towards the door.
The butler, knowing he was waiting for Summer, approached, "The Young Madam said she won’t be back for dinner tonight, sir. You should eat first."
"How long has she been out?"
This was the third time Maxim asked since coming home that afternoon. This time, the butler didn’t answer immediately but looked at him before saying, "She’s been out for nearly four hours, sir. If you need to reach the Young Madam, perhaps you should call her."
"That’s unnecessary, I’m just curious about when she might return."
Maxim downed the red wine in his glass in one go. As he turned to pour another glass, the butler exclaimed happily, "It seems the Young Madam is back."
Maxim turned to look at the door as Summer walked in.
He casually put down his wine glass, left the living room, and walked down the steps to meet her, "Why did you walk in? Where’s the car?"
"The road coming in has a nice view. The car’s in the back. I walked in, enjoying the scenery. You got off work early today. I thought you’ve been busy lately, rushing around and working late into the night. Are you finished with everything today?"
Summer spoke casually, engaging in small talk while also greeting the butler who had followed Maxim out.
But she avoided Maxim’s gaze throughout, fearing he’d notice something amiss.
Though usually composed, Summer felt at a disadvantage when facing Maxim.
Sometimes, the way Maxim looked at her made her feel utterly transparent in front of him.
Aware of whom Summer went to see, Maxim gave a mocking smile, "Just in time. The table is set. Did you eat?"
