Maxim Sinclair, troubled by the fact that he only signed a one-year contract and dared not face the future, clutched the pen in his hand tightly. After a long time, he threw it away in frustration, propping his forehead with his hand, sighing helplessly: "But I have no way with her at all. She's immune to both coercion and kindness. Other than using force, no other methods work."
"Young Master, you can't force matters of the heart. You have to use sincerity to gain sincerity. Using forceful methods will only push Young Madam further away, especially since Young Madam seems to be a very strong-minded person."
The butler, who had been taking care of him since he was very young, understood his temperament through years of interaction. Seeing his reaction now, he understood that Summer Lowell was indeed special to Maxim Sinclair.
