However, just as she was scared out of her wits, her body suddenly fell steadily into a familiar warm embrace, and a pair of large hands wrapped around her waist.
"It’s loud." A man’s voice, laced with some disdain, sounded in her ear.
She froze, Noah Drexler?
She thought he was already asleep, especially since it was so late now, and the room was pitch dark...
Yet unexpectedly, the man was actually sitting on the sofa.
"Were you waiting for me?" She was momentarily shocked before she couldn’t help but ask.
Thinking that he had been waiting here for her to come back, her heart warmed...
This was the first time she felt the sense of home since her father left her...
And it was still in his embrace.
However, before she could be moved, the man’s dismissive voice rang out.
"No." Noah flatly denied, as if he wasn’t the one who had anxiously instructed the guards to go out and look for someone earlier.
"Then what are you doing here?" Summer Shawcross felt somewhat disappointed but more speechless.
Why would he stay up late not sleeping or waiting for her, sitting here without turning on the lights?
"I’m sightseeing, is that not allowed?" The man’s deep voice carried a hint of displeasure.
Summer turned to look out the window; the moonlight had faded, and it was not yet time for sunrise. What scenery was he looking at?
"Fine, fine, do whatever you want!" She pouted speechlessly; would it kill him to show a little care for her?
If he hadn’t been so proud in his past life and let her feel his care and dedication, perhaps she wouldn’t have always disliked him so much.
Just as Summer Shawcross was upset and struggling to break free from his embrace, the room’s door was suddenly knocked.
"Boss, we haven’t found any sign of Secretary Summer, should we search every room?" Sean Morgan’s voice came from outside the door.
As soon as Sean’s words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat... awkward.
Summer Shawcross’s struggling movements stopped, and she couldn’t help but grin.
The slap in the face came so fast it almost caught her off guard.
Although the room was dark, she could almost feel someone’s displeasure.
"No need." A few seconds later, Noah Drexler’s voice full of exasperation sounded.
"But... weren’t you worried..." Sean’s concerned voice was cut off by Noah.
"You can go down now."
"Yes." After hesitating for a moment, Sean responded, turned around, and left.
The room became quiet again.
"Didn’t you say you weren’t waiting for me? Why did you send someone to look for me?" Summer Shawcross raised her head, and asked with a smug pout.
In the darkness, the man’s face showed a hint of unnaturalness, and after a moment, he lowered his gaze to warn her with some anger.
"Summer Shawcross, do you know the responsibilities of a secretary? You abandon your duties, and I can dismiss you at any time!"
The cruise ship tonight was crowded with various people; he originally didn’t want her identity exposed or targeted by those with ulterior motives, so he let her stay by his side as his secretary.
Yet she disappeared midway and ran around, not to mention she started auctioning herself?
Thinking of this, there was more anger in Noah Drexler’s eyes.
"I... I originally went to the restroom, but unexpectedly ran into a familiar person who insisted on dragging me into a bet, so I had to play a round with her." Summer Shawcross coughed awkwardly, then hurriedly explained.