"Sir, why are you back?" The servant looked surprised when they saw Noah Drexler.
Noah Drexler glanced at the servant with a serious expression, pursed his lips, and asked, "Where is Sumr Shawcross?"
"Ma’am? She just went out not too long ago..." The servant paused for a mont, then answered honestly.
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler’s face darkened again, and a look of frustration flashed across his face!
Damn it! Still ca back too late!
Did that woman really run away?!
Whenever he thought of her angrily shouting on the phone that she never wanted to see him again, sothing seed to clog up his heart, leaving him very displeased!
He, Noah Drexler, had never been tornted like this in his life!
Thinking about it, he cursed under his breath and commanded the bodyguard following behind him with a face full of anger.
"Hurry up and find her!"
As soon as he spoke, his expression grew somber, and he raised his long leg to kick the vase by the door harshly.
The vase crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces!
...
Inside the bar, the dinner atmosphere was relatively harmonious.
The Lockwood family cared a lot about Sumr Shawcross, chatting with her off and on.
"Sumr, how have you been doing lately?" Mr. Lockwood asked her with concern.
"Not bad..." Sumr smiled and replied politely.
"The first ti I saw you, you were still a skinny little girl. I haven’t seen you in a few years, and now you’ve grown into a beautiful young lady." Mr. Lockwood sighed, speaking with emotion.
"I t Miss Shawcross once when I returned to the country a few years ago, but... you probably don’t rember." At this mont, Shawn Lockwood, beside him, smiled and looked at Sumr Shawcross.
Hearing this, Sumr Shawcross looked surprised.
In her mory, she had just t Shawn Lockwood, who had been studying abroad, for the first ti today. She hadn’t expected that he had already t her long ago.
"Sir, our bar is closed to the public today, you can’t go in! You can’t go in!" At this mont, the security guard’s voice suddenly ca from outside the bar’s lobby.
Hearing the commotion, Mr. Lockwood furrowed his brows and got up from his chair.
"I’ll go see what’s going on."
As he stood up to walk out, a group of people had already entered from outside.
The leading man was dressed in a black business suit, tall and with perfectly proportioned long legs.
On his cold and stern face, there was an incredibly serious expression.
Behind him were several bodyguards.
"Mr. Drexler?" Mr. Lockwood was taken aback when he saw the visitor.
Noah Drexler paid no attention to the people around him. His cold gaze instantly locked onto the woman sitting at the dining table, smiling and chatting.
His handso face grew even more somber.
He had thought she was indeed very angry, but now she seed to be in a good mood?
Thinking of this, he frowned tightly and shot a sharp glance at the young man sitting beside her, his eyes filled with even more anger and discontent!
...
When Sumr Shawcross heard Mr. Lockwood’s voice, she instinctively looked toward the entrance. Seeing Noah Drexler, she paused, her smile vanishing instantly, leaving only a bellyful of anger. She glared at him, then turned her head away, refusing to look at the man staring at her.
She never expected that Noah Drexler would co, and co so quickly.
At a ti like this, shouldn’t he be having fun with won elsewhere? What is he doing here!
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