Chapter 90: The Rivalry Intensifies

Trevor’s veins bulged in his neck as he roared, “Summer, you’re just looking for a man to provoke me, aren’t you? There is no one better than me in the entire Havenbrook!”

At that moment, Fraser raised his chin slightly and extended a long, elegant hand toward Summer. He asked for the phone. Summer hesitated for a moment before handing it over. Fraser took the phone, lifted his eyelids lazily, and casually curled his lips.

“Trevor, I am the man who is better than you.” The arrogant, confident voice came through the phone. Trevor froze and clutched the phone. The voice was familiar, and absolutely despicable! It was his rival.

“Fra…Fraser?”

“Yes, satisfied?”

Trevor’s voice sounded like it was being squeezed out, his back teeth grinding. “Fraser, you’re doing this on purpose! Summer, you foolish woman, Fraser is only targeting you to spite me. Don’t believe him.”

Fraser’s lips curled into a cold smile, his voice carrying a tone of pressure and threat. “Sorry, but don’t bother my girlfriend again. Otherwise, the Graham Group’s legal department won’t mind making more trouble for you.”

With that, he hung up. Summer blinked. Fraser put the phone back on the table. He handed her the shrimp he had just peeled, his tone unreadable as he reminded her, “Eat.”

Summer nodded and lowered her head to eat, carefully watching the man’s expression. He showed no emotion. But somehow, the temperature around them seemed to drop by one degree.

Summer couldn’t help but laugh. Trevor probably never imagined that someone would call him a mad dog in his lifetime.

Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Trevor stared at the blackened screen of his phone and threw it against the wall in frustration. The phone shattered into pieces. The maid, Leona, who was standing nearby, saw her phone being destroyed. Her heart sank.

“Mr. Trevor, this is my phone. If you’re upset, let’s talk about it. There’s no need to throw things.”

Trevor grated his teeth. “I’ll buy you a new one.” His voice, cold and threatening, sent a shiver down Leona’s spine. She decided not to press further about her newly replaced phone.

Who on earth had provoked Mr. Trevor this time?

Summer, holding the gift Fraser had given her—the Marloux contract—went straight to Jasper’s office. Standing in front of the office door, she knocked twice out of courtesy before pushing the door open and entering. To her surprise, she saw someone she hadn’t seen in a long time: her brother, Harvey.

Harvey was sitting in a chair, chatting with Jasper. When he heard the door open, he turned to look—and saw someone he didn’t want to see. Harvey’s expression changed; his eyebrows furrowed as a flash of disgust crossed his face.

Jasper smiled warmly. “Summer, it’s been a while since you’ve seen your brother, right? He just returned from the Ameros last week.”

Summer walked over and smiled. “I know. I heard that he took Mom, Dad, and Margaret on a trip to the seaside a few days ago.”

Jasper’s smile stiffened. I had originally planned to invite Summer, but Harvey had said that Summer wouldn’t like it and would feel out of place, so I had decided against it.

Summer let out a soft laugh. In the past, Summer would go along with it, saying, “Yes, I don’t mind.” But this time, Summer didn’t. Her tone was calm but firm as she spoke in the office, “You didn’t invite me, so how do you know if I don’t like it?”

Harvey was surprised. He hadn’t expected Summer to fight back. “You never went before…”

“Harvey, the past is the past and the present is the present. As of today, I’m the director of the Stewart Group. I’m no longer your subordinate; I’m your equal. No, I actually own 30% of the shares in the Stewart Group.”

“Dad, what’s going on? Summer is a director? And she owns 30% of Stewart Group’s shares?”

Harvey’s lips pressed into a thin line as he turned to Jasper for an explanation. He, the bossman of the Stewart Group, had worked hard in the Ameros for two years before being promoted to the director of the external relations department of the Stewart Group! And now, Summer, who had done nothing, was not only a director but also held 30% of the shares? This was totally unfair!