Summer Shawcross held an umbrella, walked over to the swing, squatted down, and searched the grass with a flashlight.
It wasn't until she saw the mark she had left before that a joyful expression appeared on her face.
...
A black sedan slowly stopped at the gate of The Shawcross Family residence.
The car window rolled down, and Noah Drexler, with a serious expression, glanced at the half-open iron gate.
The next second, he pushed open the car door and got out.
The driver, who had been waiting at the entrance, quickly walked over with an umbrella.
"Boss, madam she..."
Noah Drexler made a gesture for silence.
"You can go back now." He turned his head, instructed the driver and Sean Morgan, then took the umbrella from the driver's hand and strode toward the iron gate.
When he found Summer Shawncross, she was crouched under a big tree in the corner of the wall, holding an umbrella in one hand and digging at something with a rusty little trowel.
