"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 Summer Shawcross?"
"Ma’am? She just went out not too long ago..." The servant paused for a moment, then answered honestly.
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler’s face darkened again, and a look of frustration flashed across his face!
Damn it! Still came 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, something seemed to clog up his heart, leaving him very displeased!
He, Noah Drexler, had never been tormented 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 Summer Shawcross, chatting with her off and on.
"Summer, how have you been doing lately?" Mr. Lockwood asked her with concern.
"Not bad..." Summer smiled and replied politely.
"The first time 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 met Miss Shawcross once when I returned to the country a few years ago, but... you probably don’t remember." At this moment, Shawn Lockwood, beside him, smiled and looked at Summer Shawcross.
Hearing this, Summer Shawcross looked surprised.
In her memory, she had just met Shawn Lockwood, who had been studying abroad, for the first time today. She hadn’t expected that he had already met her long ago.
"Sir, our bar is closed to the public today, you can’t go in! You can’t go in!" At this moment, the security guard’s voice suddenly came 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 handsome face grew even more somber.
He had thought she was indeed very angry, but now she seemed 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 Summer 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 come, and come so quickly.
At a time like this, shouldn’t he be having fun with women elsewhere? What is he doing here!