"Are you here to teach me a lesson too?"
Justin Huxley grabbed Summer Lowell's chin with his left hand, forcing her to lift her head. "What right do you have to lecture me? If it weren't for me back then, you might not have been able to continue school!"
"Yes, you helped me back then, and I am grateful for that, but that doesn't give you the right to use me again and again later!"
Summer Lowell was also getting angry, she looked at Justin Huxley, "If you have the guts, kill me right now, anyway, I'm fed up with you people!"
"Summer, don't provoke him," Maxim Sinclair took a few steps forward, grabbing the railing, and spoke loudly to Summer Lowell, "The person Justin Huxley hates most is me. The greatest grievance of his life is that he's not as capable as I am and can't enjoy the privileges I have. Don't provoke him; you're involved in this because of me."
"What? Are you acting arrogant in front of me because Maxim Sinclair cares about you?"
