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The next day, morning.
The Hillside Villa.
When Summer Shawcross woke up on the big bed, it was just getting light, but the pillow beside her was already empty.
They had returned home from Zephyria in the early hours today. After coming back, she was too tired and bathed before sleeping, unaware of when Noah Drexler returned from the study to rest.
Thinking of this, she quickly turned her head and picked up the phone from the bedside table to check the time.
Only seven thirty now; Noah Drexler should not have gone out.
With this thought, she hurriedly flipped off the quilt, got up from the bed, put on slippers, and despite her nightdress and disheveled long hair, rushed out of the bedroom to the dining room on the first floor.
When she arrived at the dining room, Noah Drexler was sitting expressionless, slowly eating breakfast while Sean Morgan stood beside him, looking at content on the phone screen and reporting something to him.
