Free Web NovelChapter 574: Chapter 574: Name Your Own Terms
Seeing her agree, Mr. Drexler smiled and quickly handed the items to her.
Summer Shawcross reached out to take the pieces of the cup, looked at them for a few moments, and then said.
"I’ll give it back to you in ten days!" Although the cup was only broken into three pieces, there were still several gaps that needed to be properly repaired.
Hearing her say that, Mr. Drexler made no objections, but nodded in agreement.
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An hour earlier.
On the streets of Lyra.
The black sedan suddenly stopped as it passed by a pastry shop.
"Boss, what are we doing here? Do you want some pastries?" Sean Morgan, who was driving, suddenly asked as he glanced at the bustling shop outside the window.
He remembered that the boss seemed to always dislike these pastries and snacks.
And in the back seat...
Noah Drexler leaned against the seat, turning his head to glance at the pastry shop outside the window, where a long line had already formed, and he couldn’t help but frown.
After that woman kicked him out yesterday, she hadn’t paid any attention to him.
Today, as he passed by this store, he subconsciously thought of how she used to like eating these things, so he asked Sean to stop the car, planning to buy some pastries to appease her. But he didn’t expect so many people to be buying pastries at this time.
After a few seconds, Noah finally pushed open the car door and stepped out with his long legs.
Just then, a girl who had bought several bags of pastries was about to turn around and leave the shop, holding those bags in her arms.
But as soon as she turned around, she bumped into a tall, handsome man with strikingly attractive features.
She was startled, and upon seeing his face clearly, the young girl’s cheeks suddenly flushed a rosy color...
"Sir, you..." Just when the girl thought he was about to strike up a conversation, she realized that his cold eyes were fixed on the bags of pastries in her arms.
"Sell me two bags, any request you make I’ll accept!"
"..." The girl immediately looked disappointed.
...
Meanwhile...
Autumn Duval, clutching her painfully aching waist, was supported by a servant as she left the courtyard, her face looking very unpleasant.
Summer Shawcross, that bitch, she would make her pay!
"Miss Duval, it’s the young master." Just as she was walking, the servant’s voice suddenly rang out.
Hearing the servant’s words, Autumn paused for a moment, hurriedly lifted her head, and looked ahead. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
On the path leading to the courtyard in the distance, a man in a black suit with a straight posture was holding two paper bags of snacks, striding towards them with his long legs.
Seeing him coming, a few shades of delight flickered across Autumn’s face.
"Everyone, step aside!" She glanced at the servant supporting her and pushed the servant away.
The servant understood, quickly tidying up her skirt, and then stood aside.
At this moment, the man was already striding closer, his gaze fixed on the distant courtyard, not even glancing at the woman beside him.
"Noah!" Seeing him arrive beside her, Autumn quickly called out to him affectionately.
Upon hearing the voice, Noah just cast a cold glance at the woman by the roadside, then acted as if she didn’t exist, continuing to stride forward.
Autumn’s face turned pale, unwillingly turning around, looking at Noah who had already walked past her, and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Are those snacks meant for Summer Shawcross?"
Were those bags of pastries in his hands something he intended to give to Summer Shawcross?
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