Chapter 320

Summer was engulfed by panic and anger, not afraid of the pain. She head-butted Mark and forced her words through her teeth. “Let go of me!”   The two heads collided with a dull thud. Mark groaned in pain and let go of her hands and feet at the same time.    The impact hurt for sure. Summer clearly felt the pain, even numbness, on her head.   “Undeniably, you really have a fantasy prone personality!” She snapped and left without looking back.   After she disappeared from his sight, Mark raised his hand and stroked his lips with his slender fingers, the gaze in his eyes as deep as the sea.   ‘I have a fantasy prone personality disorder? Heck! We shall see.’   When Summer came back into the private box, Charlotte was kneeling on Jazz’s lap. The two of them were playing the hand game of rock-paper-scissors.   “Next time, I will form scissors, and you are to form paper. Okay?”   “Why is that?” Jazz cocked an eyebrow.   “Because Uncle Handsome has won one... two...,” she counted with her fi