Summer Sutton had no choice but to keep her head down and quietly continue eating.
Manuel Ink was a man of few words. During meals, if Summer Sutton didn't start talking, he wouldn't proactively speak even once.
Finally finishing their meal, Summer Sutton watched him stand up, seemingly ready to leave the restaurant. She quickly followed a few steps and grabbed his arm, "About what I just said…"
Her actions were a bit rushed, and in a moment of haste, she didn't consider much.
It seemed that after just one afternoon, Manuel Ink was already used to her being so hasty, always "hands-on."
His reaction was calm. He turned his head to look at her, his thin lips slightly moving as if about to say something, when suddenly, the butler's urgent voice came from outside.
"Young master, something bad has happened, the Old Master has been in a car accident!"
Summer Sutton was shocked by the butler's words, startled.
He was just fine, how did he get into a car accident?
