Chapter 1068 Will He Ever Get Tired of It?

Stanley seemed to have read through Summer's mind, and his eyes gleamed slightly.

"Ms. Summer, let's go inside." The urging of the maid came from behind.

Summer turned around and looked at the maid. She pointed at Stanley and asked, "When are you
going to dress his wounds?"

"He will be bandaged later." With that, the maid pushed Summer into the house.

Before Summer entered, she looked back at Stanley. Lying on the ground, he looked at the night sky
with his eyes half open. Although badly injured, he seemed relaxed.

Looking at him, Summer thought of the wild beasts trapped in a difficult situation.

She believed as long as he had a chance, he would deliver a fatal blow to his enemies.

Stanley and Leonardo were alike in some ways. As long as they were still alive, they would be able to
fight back and rise to prominence.

When they entered the elevator, Summer asked the maid calmly, "How many days did I sleep?"

The maid said expressionlessly, "Four days."

Although Summer had expected that, she was still shocked to hear it. She did not have a cell phone,
nor did she have a calendar in the villa. She did not even know what date it was today.

What goal Lester wanted to achieve by the experiment was beyond her knowledge and understanding.
As long as she was held captive, there was nothing she could do.

She had to think of a way. There must be a way to get out.



Before Summer could come up with an idea, Lester sent someone to pick her up.

Summer asked, "Where are you going?"

Nobody answered her and she was tranquilized. Then she was unconscious.

When she woke up, she found herself in another lab.

After an unknown amount of time, Summer was taken back to the villa.

The first thing she saw was that they were beating Stanley up again. The maid who had been taking
care of Summer came out and pushed her into the house.

Summer sneered, "Will Lester ever get tired of torturing Stanley?"

Of course, the maid would not answer her. She was taken back to her room.

After putting her on the bed, the maid left and shut the door.

Summer listened to the commotion outside. Supporting herself with her hands, she slowly sat up. She
lifted the blanket and tried to lift her feet.

Her face turning red with exertion, but she did it finally.

Recently, her legs gradually had feelings. She was unaware if Lester and his lackeys knew about it, but
she could feel cold and pain.

Summer tried to get out of bed. This was extremely easy for a physically sound person, but she
couldn't do it at all.

She exhausted all her strength and still fell onto the floor. Almost immediately, the door was opened
from outside and the maid walked in.



With a frowned, she looked at Summer. "What are you doing?"

Summer said calmly, "I need water."

The maid scrutinized her, helped her into the wheelchair, and went to pour water for her.

After drinking some water, through the windows, Summer saw several cars parked on the roadside.

She turned to the maid and asked, "Is Lester back?"

The maid glanced at her and said, "Yes."

Without saying a word, Summer wheeled her herself towards the door.

"Where are you going?" The maid caught up.

"I'm bored. I want to talk to Lester." Summer didn't stop.

The maid wanted to say something else, but Summer opened the door. Lester and some of his men
were walking towards her.

"Ms. Summer." Lester had a smile on his face, and he was obviously in a good mood.


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