Chapter 1097 Her Legs Recovered


    After a while, the makeup artistpleted Summer''s makeup and made thest tinker.


    Keeping her head in position, Summer looked at the makeup artist out of the corner of her eye and asked softly, "I feel something


    in my clothes. It''s prickly in the back. Would you please take a lookter?"


    Summer was so polite and the makeup artist smiled and replied, "Alright."


    When the makeup was done, Summer said, "Others can leave us alone. She needs to stay and see what''s inside my clothes."


    As she spoke, she pointed at the makeup artist.


    The others did not say anything and went out one after another.


    Trevin was confident that Summer would not be able to escape.


    When the makeup artist saw them out, she said, "Alright, I''ll take a look for you."


    Summer shook her head. "Can you lock the door?"


    "Alright." The makeup artist felt that Summer might be introverted and went to lock the door.


    Summer turned to look at her.


    In her early twenties, the makeup artist was not tall, and looked very innocent. She did whatever she was told.


    When she went to lock the door, Summer turned her wheelchair forward and reached for a bottle of lotion on the dressing table.


    It was new and heavy in her hands as the bottle was made of ss.


    As long as she aimed it well and with force, she would definitely knock the makeup artist unconscious.


    Summer hid the lotion in the wheelchair and pulled the hem of her skirt to cover it.


    The makeup artist would be back soon.


    Summer looked into the mirror and moved the wheelchair backwards. She leaned forward slightly and pointed somewhere on


    her back. "Here. Take a look for me."


    The makeup artist walked behind her.


    Summer said, "It''s inconvenient for you to take a look behind me. Come in front of me."


    If she was behind Summer, she would see Summer''s movement as soon as she raised her head.


    The makeup artist paused. She found it more convenient to do it from the behind.


    However, Summer looked so calm and sounded serious. The makeup artist said yes and walked before her. Then the makeup


    artist went over her shoulders, unzipped from her back, and looked at her back.


    "Where? Here?" The makeup artist asked when checking.


    Summer tilted her head and located the back of the makeup artist''s neck. While she was feeling for the lotion, she said, "Maybe


    a little bit further down."


    Summer looked too sick and weak, and it lowered the makeup artist''s guard against her or even doubt her.


    When the makeup artist could not see, Summer held the lotion up and smashed it heavily onto her head.


    She didn''t know what happened the moment Summer hit her.


    How could she imagine that Summer, thin and crippled, would attack her?


    "You... L..." The makeup artist


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    She got dizzy, looked at Summer and fell to the ground without finishing her sentence.


    Summer reached out and pushed her. "Wake up." But the makeup artist didn''t react at all.


    Summer heaved a sigh of relief. Just now, she was really worried that she would fail.


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    Summer whispered, "I''m sorry."


    Then she began to take off the makeup artist''s clothes.


    The makeup artist had a hat and a


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    Summer stood up from her wheelchair slowly.


    Trevin and Stanley only knew that


    she was useful, but they didret (2alize


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