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The next day, morning.
The Hillside Villa.
When Sumr Shawcross woke up on the big bed, it was just getting light, but the pillow beside her was already empty.
They had returned ho from Zephyria in the early hours today. After coming back, she was too tired and bathed before sleeping, unaware of when Noah Drexler returned from the study to rest.
Thinking of this, she quickly turned her head and picked up the phone from the bedside table to check the ti.
Only seven thirty now; Noah Drexler should not have gone out.
With this thought, she hurriedly flipped off the quilt, got up from the bed, put on slippers, and despite her nightdress and disheveled long hair, rushed out of the bedroom to the dining room on the first floor.
When she arrived at the dining room, Noah Drexler was sitting expressionless, slowly eating breakfast while Sean Morgan stood beside him, looking at content on the phone screen and reporting sothing to him.
The mont Sumr, dressed in a nightdress, ca in, Simon Morgan politely greeted her.
"Ma’am."
"Noah Drexler..." Sumr Shawcross turned to look at Noah Drexler,
Since they visited Bloomsway Street in Zephyria yesterday evening, this man hadn’t spoken a word to her after coming back.
Clearly, he hadn’t forgiven her for the bet with Wendy Linden.
If given a choice, she would rather sell herself than dare to sell him.
The feeling of angering Noah Drexler was really unpleasant.
In the past, she thought of ways to annoy Noah Drexler every day, hoping he would dislike her more, yet she never succeeded.
But now, she genuinely wanted to make him happy, yet she kept irritating him...
Looking at his cold deanor, her heart seed to twist, feeling really uneasy.
Upon hearing her voice, Noah Drexler lifted his gaze, and when his eyes swept over her in the strap nightdress, his eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow.
"Wait for outside." He glanced at Sean Morgan and then spoke in a low voice.
Understanding his hint, Sean Morgan put away the phone and turned to leave the dining room.
Sumr Shawcross slowly walked to Noah Drexler’s side.
"What’s the matter?" He frowned slightly, seeming a bit impatient to ask her.
"Do you have ti tonight?" She looked at his serious, handso face for a while and then suddenly asked.
She wanted to find a ti to offer a sincere apology to him.
Her voice rang out, and Noah Drexler paused his breakfast, then replied flatly.
"I’ll probably be busy until late today, no need to wait for ."
"Oh... That’s okay, you go ahead with your work." Sumr Shawcross gently nodded, feeling a wave of disappointnt inside.
At this mont, Noah Drexler glanced at the ti on his wristwatch, then stood up from the chair and left briskly.
Sumr Shawcross remained in the dining room, sighing softly...
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At nine thirty in the evening, a light rain suddenly began to fall in Narsus City.
Inside the eting room of TR Group.
Noah Drexler leaned on his chair, negotiating with a foreign group executive over a recent important cooperation project.
The phone in the pocket of his trousers suddenly vibrated, Noah Drexler frowned slightly and took out the phone.
Upon seeing the na on the screen, the handso expression on his face froze for a mont.
The next mont, he put the phone back and continued the eting.
However, in his mind, for so unknown reason, her solitary figure waiting for him alone in the bedroom began to surface...
A wave of irritation rose in his heart!
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