"You haven't had dinner yet?"
So late, and he hasn't had dinner.
Upon hearing her question, the man's expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure on his handsome face.
He hadn't had dinner so late, just to wait for her?
Seeing this, Summer Shawcross was momentarily stunned, then quickly reacted, smiled at him, and said.
"Then, let's head downstairs quickly. I'm feeling hungry too."
As she spoke, she walked over to him, stopped right in front of him, and gently reached out to hold his large hand.
Her action made Noah Drexler's gaze change slightly, and after lowering his eyes to glance at her, his expression improved a bit, and he moved his throat, agreeing.
"Alright."
...
First-floor dining room.
Because tomorrow is New Year's, the household servants were on holiday, making it somewhat quiet.
Only the prepared meals were still kept warm there.
After Summer Shawcross and Noah Drexler came to the dining room, they sat there quietly eating dinner.
