Chapter 175

“Matthew Barron, remind me again—what exactly did you just call me? Trashy? Since when did judging someone’s outfit with a pair of tinted glasses become part of the great Barron family ‘manners’?” Every word Summer Knight uttered was followed by a ruthless smack on Matthew’s back. Matthew felt like his bones were about to snap in half. The pain was real. But screw surrendering—he wasn’t going down that easy. “All you know is how to play the victim, Summer. Tell me, what do you really have if not for the men backing you up? If you hadn’t married into the Barron family, if you weren’t with my cousin, do you think you'd have the right to even stand here talking to me?” Matthew had grown up spoiled, just like Lillian Barron. Not a single person had ever dared to lay a hand on him. So now, getting smacked around? His ego was exploding. “Me? Living off men? Wow.” Summer actually laughed. Not even joking—she found it hilarious. Her revenge? She fought tooth and nail for that—what man had she