Samantha's lips tightened and she unconsciously looked at Timothy.
Timothy happened to raise his dark eyes to look at her. Their gazes crashed into each other in midair and his eyes were so cold that she could not help herself from feeling a chill down her spine.
For a moment, she wondered if Timothy looked at her so coldly because he had already recognized her.
"I think you're wrong, Mr. Summer." Felix could not help but speak up. "Mr. Barker isn't any better than us. He's well-known for being ruthless, and he especially hates those who blindly cozy up to him."
With that, he offered a suggestion to Samantha. "In my opinion, it'd be more useful for you to kneel down and beg Mr. Barker!"
The others burst into laughter.
Timothy stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand, and took the cue that an attendant passed to him. He held it in his hand and swung it casually, as if he was doing a warm-up.
