Upon closer inspection, she realized that this shirt was the very one she had bought at the men's clothing store in front of the cinema last time, and she had teased Noah Drexler a bit for it back then...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a wave of delight in her heart.
She had originally thought he wouldn't pay attention to such a not-so-expensive piece of clothing, but unexpectedly, he had kept it hanging here all along.
...
In no time, downstairs.
The servant carried Summer Shawcross's packed suitcase downstairs and placed it in the car's trunk.
At the doorway, Summer looked at the vehicle parked outside and couldn't help but ask.
"Leaving in such a hurry?"
Wasn't he supposed to leave in the evening? Why depart so early?
"I still need to return to the company once; there are some matters to handle." Noah Drexler replied. As he spoke, he raised his hand, glanced at the time on his watch, and then lowered his eyes, fixing a serious gaze on her.
