"I actually wanted to tell you sooner, but yesterday as soon as I arrived, your butler stopped , saying you were handling sothing important and wouldn’t let see you no matter what. What else could I do?" Flynn Hughes showed a helpless expression and shrugged.
He wanted to tell him this news sooner, but he needed the chance to say it.
"..." Noah Drexler’s expression froze for a mont, recalling last night’s events, and a hint of unnaturalness crossed his handso, cold face.
Seeing Noah’s current appearance, Flynn couldn’t help but beco even more curious about last night’s events, so he fearlessly spoke.
"So, what exactly were you busy with last night, important stuff, can you tell about it?"
"Are you looking for trouble?!" Noah gave Flynn a glance, asking irritably.
Flynn was startled, quickly changing his tone.
"Forget it, forget it, pretend I didn’t say anything..." With that, he started drinking milk and smilingly changed the topic, "But your chef’s skills are not bad, breakfast is delicious."
Seeing him wise up sowhat, Noah finally pursed his lips, saying nothing more, and turned around to sit at the dining table to start breakfast.
...
On the second floor, in the bedroom.
Sumr Shawcross turned over a bit wearily, opening her eyes.
Her head hurt a little, and her body felt sowhat sore.
Sumr frowned, and her mind finally cleared, with everything from last night instantly surfacing in her mind.
She bit her lip, and her face instantly beca hot and flushed.
Because she clearly rembered how she had gone crazy yesterday, leaving so many marks on Noah Drexler...
And... Noah’s solemn vow...
"It’s over, I can’t show my face to anyone again!" Sumr gritted her teeth, pulling the quilt over her face in embarrassnt.
She had really been ssed up by the butler’s bowl of chicken soup.
After lingering in bed for quite so ti, Sumr finally got up, took a good shower, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs.
Just as she descended, she saw the person she was looking for.
"Ma’am... Ma’am, you’re awake..." Seeing Sumr coming downstairs, the butler paused, his face filled with embarrassnt.
"You’ve really ssed up!" Sumr gritted her teeth, angrily looking at the butler.
That bowl of chicken soup had truly caused her a disaster.
From now on, in Noah Drexler’s mind, wouldn’t she seem like a strumpet!
"Haha... I also did it for your and Sir’s own good..." The butler smiled awkwardly.
That spiced soup was originally intended for Sir, so the dosage was a bit high. But unexpectedly, that bowl was drunk by Ma’am.
However, the only thing that comforted him was that even though two doors were broken in the villa last night, from Sir’s look today, he seed in a good mood, so the conflict between Sir and Ma’am should have been resolved.
After hearing the butler’s explanation, although Sumr was angry inside, she could understand, so she didn’t say much else and instead turned to glance around, then asked the butler.
"Where’s Noah Drexler?"
"Sir is in the dining room, he asked for you to go directly once you wake."
After listening to the butler’s words, Sumr paused for a mont, ultimately turning to walk towards the dining room.
When she arrived, Noah was sitting at the dining table, leisurely eating breakfast.
Next to him, Sean Morgan, who had just returned from Lyra, was standing by, seemingly reporting sothing to him.
"Is it you?"
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