novelbin Chapter 294: Their Relationship Gradually Improves
Chapter 294: Their Relationship Gradually Improves
The three people surrounding her came closer and closer; two of them even held syringes. It was clear those syringes contained nothing good.
Tina Huxley’s voice shook: "Who are you? Don’t hurt me; I’ll give you money, I have plenty of money."
"Money isn’t necessary. The one who sent us has paid well, and we’ve already promised him, so you can’t buy us off. Behave, and it’ll be easier for us to do our job."
These words plunged Tina Huxley into deep despair.
Was she really going to be unable to escape this calamity today?
Just then, the sound of police sirens echoed from a distant street.
The people surrounding Tina exchanged glances: "What’s going on? Why are the police here?"
Summer Lowell’s voice came from the alley’s entrance: "I’ve already called the police. They’ll be here soon, Tina, hold on a bit longer, it’ll be okay soon."
Hearing Summer speaking to her, Tina half-believingly raised a stick, summoning a bit of courage to face off with these people.
Seeing Summer return to help Tina, those people began to suspect that this was a trap set by Tina and Summer, that they had been outsmarted.
They cursed a few times and hurriedly climbed over a broken wall, quickly disappearing without a trace.
After the last person left, Tina collapsed weakly to the ground.
Summer quickly went over to help her up: "Are you holding up okay?"
Tina glared up at her: "Why did you come back to help me? Do you know I was going to harm you today? Or are you planning to do something to me?"
This poor person...
Summer sighed softly, took out her phone, unlocked it, and showed it to Tina: "Justin Huxley sent me a message warning me against you."
Tina didn’t believe her words, but the text in front of her wasn’t fake.
"Justin Huxley probably didn’t expect that I’d turn back to save you after seeing that message."
Summer put away her phone and helped her up, "Come on, I’ll take you home first."
"Why are you helping me?"
After getting in the car, Tina looked at Summer on the other side, "You must know those people just now were arranged by me for you, and the emails, I sent them on purpose."
"I know, but it’s okay," Summer smiled, "I can’t just stand by and do nothing."
Hearing this, Tina finally couldn’t hold back, suddenly hugging Summer and sobbing loudly: "Why did you come to Stellarion? If you hadn’t come to Stellarion, you wouldn’t have met Maxim Sinclair, and none of this would have happened..."
Yes, sometimes she also regretted why she came to Stellarion.
Maybe it was destiny!
After sending Tina back to the Huxley Family, Summer relentlessly returned to the studio.
The driver personally escorted her into the office and then turned to report the situation to Assistant Collins.
Assistant Collins got the message and found Maxim Sinclair in the gym on the top floor while he was boxing: "The lady is safely back. Justin Huxley thought you and the lady set up a trap for him, enticing Tina to go against the lady. His original plan seemed to be to use the same group of people to deal with both Tina and the lady simultaneously."
After saying this, Assistant Collins couldn’t help but evaluate: "Justin Huxley is much more vicious than imagined."
"As expected. Do you know why he also wants to attack Tina?" Maxim Sinclair took off his gloves, picked up a water bottle, and gulped down more than half of it, "Because he’s worried Tina won’t go crazy enough and wants her to be more insane, hoping she’d really harm Summer."
"Luckily, the driver you chose for the lady is experienced; otherwise, today’s matter might not have ended so smoothly."
Maxim Sinclair crushed the empty bottle and tossed it into the nearby trash can: "What’s prepared for her is naturally the best."
That evening, after the incident with Noah, Summer finally saw Maxim Sinclair again at the dinner table.
"You seem to be home quite early today; isn’t your company busy?"
Summer hadn’t noticed that she was trying to strike up a conversation.
Maxim felt a bit surprised, wondering if maintaining a cool demeanor might gradually draw Summer closer to him.
"Nothing important, just some trivial stuff I let Assistant Collins handle. But you, I heard you were in some danger today?" Maxim pushed a wine glass toward Summer, "Why didn’t you call me? I could have asked Matthew to go help you. That place is very dangerous; why didn’t you have any sense of precaution?"
Speaking of which, Summer did feel quite scared on reflection.
If the driver hadn’t noticed something was wrong in time or if she hadn’t insisted on checking the situation herself, and if Tina had truly been harmed...
She would surely blame all her hatred on herself; no one wants to provoke a lunatic.
Justin Huxley was truly very malicious.
"The driver could handle it alone. I know you specially chose him for me, thank you. If it weren’t for him, today’s events would have been hard to predict."
"After helping you so many times, I finally hear a thank you." Maxim Sinclair teased Summer with a smirk.
Summer’s face felt a bit hot from his teasing: "Yes, you’ve helped me a lot; I should have thanked you long ago."
"No need for extra words. Since we’re still set to be married for at least ten years, I hope you can express your gratitude with actions."
This time, Summer fell silent, not responding.
Maxim Sinclair laughed self-mockingly, not pressing further.
On the other side, learning that his plan had failed, Justin Huxley smashed the vase in the room and downed the remaining half bottle of alcohol in one go.
After drinking, Justin concocted another scheme after his first one failed.
He scrolled through his contact list, stopping at a number he hadn’t dialed since saving it.
...
A week after the incident with Tina, Summer received another strange email, similar to those Tina sent before.
The email naturally mentioned something Summer cared deeply about: her biological parents.
Here we go again, the same trick.
Summer didn’t feel as panicked reading the email this time as she did before.
Using the same tactic repeatedly, she wondered what Justin Huxley’s purpose was.
Indeed, she suspected this email was also from Justin Huxley; apart from him, there was no other possibility.
Summer decided to hold off for the time being.
But when she saw Maxim Sinclair at home, unprecedentedly, she asked him for help.
Hearing her request, Maxim was initially in disbelief: "Say that again."
"I asked if you could help me look into my biological parents."
"Why bring this up suddenly?" Maxim Sinclair knew what games Justin Huxley was playing recently.
He wanted to understand what Summer was thinking.
"Justin Huxley, he emailed me a second time about my biological parents. Although he left no name, I know it’s him."