The surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.
After a long silence, the hand placed on her waist suddenly released its grip.
Summer Shawcross was momentarily stunned and prepared to turn and leave.
However... just then, the man in front of her suddenly bent down, his long arm easily swooping her up, effortlessly hoisting her onto his left shoulder.
Summer was shocked, quickly reaching out to grab the fabric of Noah Drexler’s suit, afraid she might fall.
"Noah Drexler, what are you doing!"
"Going home!" Noah snorted coldly, then turned without a word, carrying her out of the bathroom.
If she stayed here any longer, he couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t give in to the urge to flatten this bar.
His forcefulness left her speechless, and she protested through clenched teeth.
"This is kidnapping, you better let me go!"
But the man was unmoved, simply carrying her outside.
Seeing this, Summer, helpless, resorted to threatening him.
"If you don’t put me down, I’ll scream, and then everyone will know you barged into the women’s bathroom, and your reputation will be ruined!"
Given Noah Drexler’s proud nature, he would never tolerate being mistaken for a pervert who barged into the women’s restroom!
But unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, the man merely let out a disdainful snort.
"I don’t mind being watched during a couple’s quarrel!" His handsome face wore an utterly composed expression!
Shameless! His composure was driving her crazy!
Before long, Noah had already carried her out of the bathroom and was striding out of the bar.
Outside the door, the driver’s car was parked there, and the bodyguards were waiting.
Seeing Noah come out, the bodyguard hurriedly approached, speaking with unparalleled attentiveness.
"Boss, you’re injured, let me handle it."
But before he could finish, Noah’s cold eyes gave him a fierce glare.
"Get lost!"
The bodyguard paused, hurriedly shutting his mouth and standing aside!
Another bodyguard opened the car door, and Noah bent down, pushing Summer into the car before getting in himself.
"Bring that idiot Flynn Hughes here!" he ordered the bodyguard outside the car, then closed the door.
...
Just as the car left, Mr. Lockwood and his son came out.
"Dad, that was just..." Staring at the car that had just left, Shawn Lockwood’s face expressed some surprise.
"Can’t you see?" Mr. Lockwood sighed, patting his son’s shoulder.
He wasn’t entirely familiar with Noah Drexler, but... tonight, his gaze had been fixed on Summer Shawcross.
That overbearing, possessive look was clear enough for any sane man to understand what was going on.
Shawn’s face instantly went pale.
If... the man who took Summer tonight was anyone else, he might still have the confidence to fight for her.
But... that person just had to be Noah Drexler.
He had assumed she was a fallen heiress, and he now had enough means to be a match for her.
Yet he never expected such a powerful man by her side...
"Forget it, let’s go back." After a moment, Shawn smiled and then turned away.
...
On the way back to The Hillside Villa.
Summer gazed out the window, sulking while reflecting on everything that happened in the bathroom after the power outage.
The more she thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense.
Just as the power went out, Noah Drexler appeared. It was too coincidental...