What could be her purpose!
The feeling of being guarded against like a thief made her somewhat displeased. After fuming for two seconds, Summer Shawcross finally spoke angrily.
"You!"
If she had to have a purpose, then her purpose was him!
Given her character, if she had any other goal, she wouldn’t debase herself like this to seduce him!
Although the Shawcross Family was down on their luck now, they used to be quite reputable in Narsus City. Summer Shawcross, sinking as she might be, was still a lady of a once noble family.
When her words fell, a look of astonishment flashed across the man’s handsome face, and then he quickly restored his cold expression.
After a lengthy silence, he suddenly stopped his actions, released her hand, turned over, and fell asleep, with no further sound.
Summer was left dumbfounded, a bit stunned.
She had already gone that far, and he still went to sleep?
Is this man made of wood? It was her first time saying such cheesy words to a man, yet he had no reaction...
This shouldn’t be happening!
Could it be that he really hadn’t fallen for her yet?
Thinking this, Summer’s heart clenched for a moment. But after failing to seduce him again, she had no choice but to obediently fall asleep.
...
The next day.
The morning sunlight streamed in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, gently stirring the curtains in the breeze.
The man opened his dark eyes, glanced at the sky outside, and his handsome face showed a surprised expression.
For so many years, he had long been used to waking up before dawn every day, rushing between the group and various business venues, never having overslept.
Just as he was about to get up, his arm brushed against a soft object.
His body stiffened, and as he turned his head, he saw the little woman beside him, lying quietly asleep on her side.
The way she slept was very well-behaved, like a docile and adorable kitten.
Seeing this, his gaze involuntarily lingered on her face, staring intently at her sleeping form.
After a long time, he finally remembered something, got up from the bed, and unlike his usual carefree manner, he moved with a bit more care.
...
Noah Drexler had just gotten up not long ago when Summer woke up.
The moment she became conscious, she instinctively turned her head to the side, only to see the empty pillow, and couldn’t help but panic.
Suddenly, she was terribly afraid that everything from yesterday was just a dream.
Noah Drexler alive and well, and Sean Shawcross whom she had rescued...
And just then, the sound of soft footsteps emerged.
The tall man was buttoning his white shirt as he walked out from the direction of the closet.
Seeing him, Summer breathed a sigh of relief, a joyful smile spreading across her face.
"Where are you going?" she asked nervously.
Perhaps because she had lost him once, she was still a bit uneasy inside, and this unease could only be calmed when she saw him clearly by her side.
Her voice made Noah stop buttoning his shirt, his gaze falling on her tense face, carrying a bit of puzzlement.
Since yesterday, she seemed to have become very concerned about everything about him.
Clearly, before yesterday, she was indifferent to everything about him, even extremely annoyed.
Despite his doubts about this, in the next second, he still moved his lips and answered her question.
"To the group."