Watt ignored his words, bent down, and got into his car, asking the driver to head back to his villa.
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Lately, Sumr Sutton has been visiting the Winslow Family quite frequently, all at the invitation of the Old Master.
The Old Master of the Winslow Family truly feels that Watt has helped Shining Sky so much. Now the entire Shining Sky Group relies on Watt for managent. Without him, who knows where the Winslow Family would be.
The Old Master is grateful to Watt and as a result, he warmly welcos Sumr Sutton.
Though Sumr Sutton can’t beco the Winslow Family’s granddaughter-in-law, surely she can at least be treated as a goddaughter?
This is the Old Master’s thought.
However, Watt is unaware of this.
Every invitation the Old Master extends to Sumr Sutton is mistakenly understood by Watt as the Old Master trying to set up Alexander Winslow and Sumr Sutton!
Whenever Sumr Sutton appears at the Winslow Family, Watt invariably follows.
He acts as if he coincidentally runs into Sumr at the Winslow Family’s place, but his true intentions are clear to everyone.
His reasons for coming are twofold: firstly, he doesn’t trust Sumr Sutton interacting with Alexander Winslow, and secondly, he is wary of Lily Winslow, fearing that Sumr Sutton might again be wronged.
The umpteenth ti Sumr Sutton bumps into him at the Winslow Family, she looks at Watt blocking her path, furrows her eyebrows slightly, doesn’t greet him, and just presses on past him towards the hall.
"Sumr..." Watt’s eyes followed her moving figure, wanting to say sothing.
Nevertheless, Sumr Sutton acted as if she hadn’t heard a sound from him. Her pace not only didn’t slow down but actually quickened a bit.
The slender figure disappeared down the corridor in an instant.
When she returned to the living room, Lily Winslow was also there.
The Old Master and Alexander Winslow were nowhere in sight.
Lily studied Sumr Sutton from head to toe, frowning in a fix, as if she couldn’t comprehend.
"Honestly, I really don’t see what’s so special about you. Why does Brother Watt act like he’s under a spell, and happen to like you?"
Sumr Sutton responded lightly, "I don’t need you to like . Whether you see my worth or not, it’s irrelevant to ."
This single remark rendered Lily speechless.
Although her words were straightforward, they seed to ring true?
Lily realized she couldn’t verbally score against Sumr Sutton, so she ekly sat aside, pretending to be the obedient girl of the house.
"Want so tea?" Lily poured a cup of tea and pushed it toward Sumr Sutton.
Sumr took the cup and downed a gulp.
After she had already drunk it, Lily unexpectedly quipped, "Aren’t you afraid I’ve poisoned the tea, and that if you die, Brother Watt will be mine?"
She thought that by saying this, Sumr Sutton would surely panic.
Yet, Sumr subtly swirled the teacup with her fingertips, her expression unchanged.
In a calm tone, she said, "Even if I die from the poison, Watt still won’t be yours."
Her words always carried this quality—calm and unruffled, yet cutting straight to the heart, always leaving Lily at a loss for words.
Indeed, Watt simply doesn’t like her. Even if Sumr Sutton were truly poisoned to death, Watt wouldn’t be hers.
Lily admitted defeat, rolled her eyes, and continued sipping her tea.
Sumr Sutton truly didn’t fear Lily tampering with the tea; she drank countless cups of the tea Lily made, one after the other.
She sat at the Winslow Family’s place quite late tonight, leaving only at eleven.
Watt left with her, likely fearing it would be unsafe for her to return ho alone. Sumr didn’t leave, so he quietly accompanied her.
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