Consequences of Dumping the Obsessive Boss: Stuck with Him Forever-Chapter 181: Maxim Sinclair Is Certain Summer Lowell Is Still Alive

Chapter 181: Chapter 181: Maxim Sinclair Is Certain Summer Lowell Is Still Alive

"I feel my body is quite fine, it’s just that I’ve been looking for someone recently and haven’t rested well, so I’ve lost weight significantly." Maxim Sinclair removed his shirt, revealing his arm, and looked at Chloe Jacobs, who was holding a syringe, "Are you here to give me an injection? I was just about to find you."

Seeing his cooperation, Chloe Jacobs breathed a sigh of relief, walked over with the syringe, and skillfully administered two nutrition injections while advising, "Health is the capital of revolution, President Sinclair, you must take good care of yourself, otherwise, everything else will be difficult to manage."

"Makes sense. It’s time to let her experience what it’s like to cry without tears for using such low tactics in front of me."

Maxim Sinclair put on his clothes again and raised his hand to call Assistant Collins, "Did you bring the person?"

"Miss Melanie Sinclair has already moved into the specially prepared room downstairs. I have arranged for a female bodyguard to monitor her 24/7, and if there’s anything suspicious, it will be reported immediately."

"Well done." Maxim Sinclair nodded in satisfaction, "On the day Summer Lowell was in trouble, Tina Huxley was also present. Have you been keeping an eye on the Huxley Family as I instructed before?"

While Maxim Sinclair was leisurely buttoning his shirt, Chloe Jacobs, who had just given him the nutrient injections, knew it wasn’t her place to listen to this topic, so she quickly packed up the medicine box and left.

"The Huxley Family is being watched, but it’s hard to make any big moves. Tina Huxley has been staying with Old Mr. Huxley at the old mansion, behaving properly, and hasn’t left the house for days, making it hard to investigate."

In fact, ever since witnessing how much Maxim Sinclair cared about Summer Lowell on the island last time, Tina Huxley was so devastated that she went home early and shut herself in her room, refusing to come out.

Maxim Sinclair rubbed his fingers, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "Besides Tina Huxley, are you also keeping an eye on Justin Huxley?"

"No, I haven’t." Assistant Collins shook his head and explained, "Julian Huxley’s overseas project has attracted Tina Huxley’s father’s attention. It seems Justin Huxley has been trying to seize the Huxley Family’s overseas assets. Matthew mentioned the other day that Justin Huxley is in Greston now, but he seems to be ill and frequently visits a private hospital."

"Private hospital?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

A strange light flashed in Maxim Sinclair’s eyes, "Investigate why he’s been going in and out of the private hospital."

"Huh?"

Assistant Collins was stunned, seemingly not understanding Maxim Sinclair’s order.

Maxim Sinclair had no desire to explain: "Do as I instructed. We must find out the real reason why he’s visiting the private hospital. We cannot rule out that Summer Lowell’s situation might be unrelated to him."

Assistant Collins finally understood his intent. Thinking along those lines, his expression immediately changed: "If your suspicions are correct, then Justin Huxley is quite audacious! And if he’s really doing this, it must take a lot of time and effort, requiring long-term planning to succeed."

"I’ve known for a long time that he’s audacious and extremely ambitious," Maxim Sinclair sneered, "It’s just that the Huxley Family sees him as a good person."

"But the matter with your wife shouldn’t be related to Justin Huxley, right? President Sinclair, you should..."

Assistant Collins tried to subtly remind Maxim Sinclair, concerned that he would continue to obsess and refuse to accept reality, "After all, Justin Huxley just wanted to use your wife, he didn’t genuinely care about her, so it’s not worth resorting to all this effort to take her away from you."

"We’ll investigate first, then talk."

Maxim Sinclair suddenly reached toward his chest, "My intuition tells me that Summer Lowell is still alive and well, and that nothing will happen to her. I will definitely find her."

...

"Come on, be careful, walk this way."

Justin Huxley spoke gently, watching Summer Lowell approach him. As she got closer, he quickly stepped forward to help her, "Didn’t I tell you on the phone earlier to wait patiently for me? I was coming right over. Look at this weather, it’s started to rain. You’re dressed so lightly; be careful not to catch a cold."

Summer Lowell gave a small smile, resting on his shoulder, she hopped over the steps, walked to the car, opened the door, and got in.

Behind her, Justin Huxley chuckled and shook his head, walked around to the driver’s seat, opened the door, got in, and started the car: "What would you like to eat tonight? There’s a nice restaurant downstairs at the hotel we’re staying at, and you used to praise the dishes there. It’s been a long time since we’ve been to Greston; let’s take this opportunity to try them again?"

Summer Lowell looked curiously at the scenery outside the window.

Although the person beside her told her that they used to come to Greston often to hang out.

And the man did look familiar, but the scenery outside didn’t evoke any sense of familiarity.

Summer Lowell stared out the window, lost in thought, recalling the scene from earlier.

A tall, handsome, and gentle man reached out with a smile to help her. By rights, such a warm scene should be heartwarming.

But at that moment, deep within her, she sensed a very subtle repulsion.

Even though that feeling only lasted a moment.

Why?

Clearly in this man’s words, she and he were so in love, but why did this sense of repulsion keep surfacing from the depths of her soul when she faced him?

What kind of story exactly is between them?

Is this person really her love?

Why has she been dreaming recently, where someone seems to be constantly calling her name in her dreams?

That person seems to be the most important person in her life.

Who is he really?

Summer Lowell absentmindedly picked at the edge of the car window with her fingers. After a while, she bit her somewhat pale lip, gathered the courage to turn back, and looked at Justin Huxley in the driver’s seat: "I’ve been here for so long, why hasn’t any friend called to check on me? Do I not have any friends other than you, my boyfriend?"

"Why would you think that? You do have friends, and you have a friend with whom you have a very special and deep bond."

"But I haven’t been able to contact her."

Just at that moment, they encountered a red light. Justin Huxley released the accelerator and turned his head, looking apologetically at Summer Lowell: "It’s my fault. I was so scared, scared that person would take you away. That’s why I didn’t dare tell your friends that you’re here."

"Are you worried that person might follow my friend to Greston to find me?" Summer Lowell felt something was off, "From your description, that person seems really terrifying."

Justin Huxley sneered: "He’s just someone who got lucky with a silver spoon. His abilities are questionable, but the family behind him is indeed formidable. If I wasn’t afraid he’d use his family’s influence to harm you, I would have dealt with him long ago."

As he spoke, Justin Huxley slammed the steering wheel hard, "One day, I’m going to make him pay!"

Summer Lowell, seeing him like this, felt an even stronger sense of unease in her heart.