Consequences of Dumping the Obsessive Boss: Stuck with Him Forever-Chapter 267: Justin Huxley Plans to Take Summer Lowell Away
Before the words were finished, the phone held in Maxim Sinclair’s hand rang again. He glanced down to see it was Section Chief Grant, who was staying at home to monitor Summer Lowell.
Assistant Collins also took a peek and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of unease.
It seems that Summer Lowell was up to something again at home.
His guess wasn’t wrong; the call was indeed related to Summer Lowell.
After Maxim Sinclair hung up, his face was even darker than before: "Justin Huxley called Summer Lowell and said to avoid getting her involved in the ensuing fights, he arranged a private plane to take her out of Stellarion by this week."
"However, Summer Lowell did not agree, she refused," Maxim Sinclair tapped his phone against the palm of his other hand, "What do you think is on her mind? Why would she refuse Justin Huxley’s proposal?"
"Maybe Mrs. Sinclair is concerned about Dr. Sullivan, after all, Dr. Sullivan is still in Stellarion, and has intricate ties with President Jennings. If she just leaves like that, Dr. Sullivan will be the one in trouble."
"You make a good point," Maxim Sinclair replied, not feeling pleased, "It’s just a shame that the reason for Summer Lowell to stay has nothing to do with me, otherwise..."
Assistant Collins was extremely worried, scratching his head, opening his mouth several times to comfort Maxim Sinclair, but swallowed back the words, feeling they were inappropriate.
It’s really a tough situation.
He’d rather negotiate a tough business deal by himself than stay here acting as an emotional advisor to the boss.
Truly perplexing, what are these two really thinking?
Couldn’t they just muddle through together?
On the other side, Justin Huxley, who failed to persuade her over the phone, turned his attention to Vivian Sullivan.
Vivian Sullivan knew Summer Lowell was stubborn and couldn’t be persuaded, so she devised a plan to trick Summer into coming out to a forest park near the villa area.
Besides Vivian Sullivan, there were also Justin Huxley and a waiting vehicle there.
When Summer Lowell arrived and figured out what was happening, seeing Vivian Sullivan’s worried face, she smiled and shook her head: "You don’t have to worry about me, I’m fine."
Afterward, she looked at Justin Huxley, who approached her with a strained smile: "I haven’t congratulated you yet, for fulfilling your long-held wish."
"This is just the beginning," Justin Huxley looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, "Maxim Sinclair will soon realize that you and I are secretly cooperating. To ensure your safety, it’s best if you leave now. If you wait any longer and Maxim Sinclair finds out, it will be too late."
"It doesn’t matter, I never intended to escape," Summer Lowell took Vivian Sullivan’s hand and sat on the nearby bench, looking up at Justin Huxley with evident anxiety, "Don’t worry, I won’t betray you, but Maxim Sinclair is extremely smart, even if I don’t tell, he’ll connect the dots to you. It’s best to plan ahead."
"You don’t need to worry about that, but you should really leave, Summer." Seeing his persuasion was in vain, Justin Huxley turned to Vivian Sullivan and asked, "I would like to speak with Summer alone. Could you take a walk over there?"
Vivian Sullivan had no objections: "You two talk then, call me when you’re done."
She patted Summer Lowell’s shoulder: "Don’t be stubborn. Your safety is foremost, and don’t act impulsively. Things have already happened; you must consider the best option for yourself first."
Summer Lowell said nothing, bowing her head in silence. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
Vivian looked at Justin Huxley, who also seemed helpless, and she retreated to one side.
Earlier when Justin Huxley called her, she had just exited the hospital room.
After hearing Justin Huxley’s explanation, Vivian Sullivan almost turned to stone.
She had suspected Justin Huxley of using Summer Lowell, but Summer had privately indicated to her intentions of using Justin Huxley’s hand to leave Stellarion.
Yet she never imagined that Justin Huxley would use Summer Lowell in this manner.
"Things are getting really complicated." Vivian Sullivan kicked nearby pebbles into the lake.
At this moment, her phone suddenly rang.
She took it out and saw that it was Charles Jenson calling.
They hadn’t been in contact for a long time since their last argument over a trivial issue.
Why is he calling today... Looking at Summer Lowell in the distance, Vivian Sullivan wondered if it was related to this matter.
Staring at the flashing screen, she hesitated to take the call.
After Charles Jenson’s first call went unanswered, he persistently called again, and only on the third try did Vivian Sullivan answer: "What do you want?"
"Where are you? Why aren’t you at the hospital? I went there to look for you but couldn’t find you."
"I’m out with a friend right now. Do you need something? If not, I’m hanging up." Vivian Sullivan said this, ready to end the call. She was feeling extremely mixed-up and had no time to argue with Charles Jenson.
"Don’t hang up yet, let me ask you, is Miss Lowell there with you?" Charles Jenson quietly swallowed as he glanced at Maxim Sinclair standing next to him.
"Why are you asking about this? Is it your curiosity or your boss’s?" Vivian Sullivan’s expression turned serious.
Could Maxim Sinclair have already found out about what Summer Lowell was doing?
"Why do you sound so strange? Our boss wants to hold a wedding with Miss Lowell. He invited a bridal designer from abroad, who happens to be my high school classmate. I’ve brought the designer over, and they want to meet Miss Lowell. So I’m calling to check with you."
"I’m not with Summer; I’m out with another friend. I’ll get back to you later, I’m currently busy." Vivian Sullivan still felt something was off and wasn’t willing to chat more with Charles Jenson, so she decisively hung up the phone.
At this time, Section Chief Grant sent another update.
Charles Jenson anxiously exchanged a glance with Assistant Collins, then cautiously looked at Maxim Sinclair, waiting for him to speak.
Maxim Sinclair eyed the location and photos sent to his phone: "Justin Huxley has gone to pick up Summer Lowell, and they appear to be talking and laughing."
Assistant Collins had never seen Maxim Sinclair speak in such a tone. Feeling a bit frightened, he moved closer to Charles Jenson, silently pleading for help.
"Charles Jenson, compile the deeds Justin Huxley has done in secret and send them to Old Master Huxley and Tina Huxley’s father. No, send them to the entire Huxley Family." Maxim Sinclair’s voice turned cold and sharp, a clear sign of his genuine anger.
Before Charles Jenson could answer, Assistant Collins had already stood up: "All documents have been prepared, ready to be sent anytime. I’ll notify Matthew right away."
"Send them now, the sooner, the better. I want to see how Justin Huxley handles the coming storm."
"Wait, hold on," Charles Jenson reached out to grab Assistant Collins’ arm, turning to look at Maxim Sinclair, "This won’t work!"
