Chapter 851: Chapter 851: Slapping Damian Knight

Summer Monroe never considered herself a good person.

On the contrary, she believed in exacting revenge and would not forget what Felix Jennings had done just because of his attitude.

But in addition to her principle of seeking revenge, she decided to give Felix a discount.

Because given what Felix had done, he deserved to be in The Vanguard Prison.

"Ten years..." Felix’s expression was inscrutable, and Summer couldn’t guess what he was thinking.

She said, "After ten years, if you can’t find a job, you can come to me."

Felix was even more surprised.

At this moment, he finally realized that his mindset was not just a notch below Summer’s.

He choked up, nodded, and forced out a smile, saying, "Alright, if I can’t find a job after ten years, I’ll come to you."

Unknowingly, his address for Summer changed from "you" to "you" in a more respectful tone.

In fact, he had been planning to end his life before going to prison because he no longer had any goals in life, but at this moment, he suddenly found hope to live on.

Committing suicide for a heartless person like Stella Monroe would be too foolish.

After Summer left the hospital room, she looked at Damian Knight with the contract in hand and said, "Suddenly there’s more money, let’s go, sister will treat you to a meal."

Damian Knight wrapped his arm around Summer’s shoulder and laughed, "Sure, sister, are you going to support me from now on?"

His tone was lazy, and when he pronounced "sister," he deliberately elongated it, tender and soft, yet his eyes were full of teasing, making Summer inexplicably feel like she was being flirted with.

At this moment, Damian deliberately leaned closer, his eyes directly meeting hers.

"What are you doing? Stay away from me!" Summer instinctively pushed Damian Knight.

Damian instantly caught her wrist.

Summer reflexively tried to break free, but she didn’t control her strength, and her palm swung right at Damian’s face. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Slap—" A crisp sound of a slap echoed through the corridor.

The bodyguard hidden in the shadows widened his eyes in terror and then abruptly looked away, as if he had seen something frightening, feigning ignorance of what had just happened.

Standing in the open, Assistant Shelton was less fortunate; he awkwardly turned around, forgetting to breathe out of fear.

Would Young Master Knight be angry this time? Even though the other person is Summer Monroe.

After all, having followed Young Master Knight for many years, he had never seen anyone dare to slap him.

Summer herself was stunned, and after being dazed for two seconds, she repeatedly apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I was just trying to pull my hand back, I didn’t mean to hit you!"

Who would have thought that Damian would lean in at that moment, causing her hand to give him a solid slap?

Heaven knows! She didn’t mean to hit him!

Summer was in a panic, filled with regret and worry, with a hint of fear.

She was worried that Damian would be angry.

Summer bravely looked at Damian. To her surprise, Damian himself looked bewildered.

The next moment, Damian feigned a pout, pointed at his slapped cheek, and said, "It hurts, needs some rubbing."

"Huh? What?" Summer was dumbfounded.

Damian, however, took her hand and rubbed it on his face.

Summer’s anxious heart settled, and she apologetically massaged Damian’s face.

His face felt warm to the touch, with a gritty sensation near his lips from unshaven stubble.

Damian’s lips curled slightly as he rubbed his face against Summer’s palm and said, "Let’s go, let’s take Dottie and her dad home and then head back ourselves."

This slap, he’d have to recover from elsewhere.