"Sir, why are you back?" The servant looked surprised when they saw Noah Drexler.
Noah Drexler glanced at the servant with a serious expression, pursed his lips, and asked, "Where is Summer Shawcross?"
"Ma'am? She just went out not too long ago..." The servant paused for a moment, then answered honestly.
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler's face darkened again, and a look of frustration flashed across his face!
Damn it! Still came back too late!
Did that woman really run away?!
Whenever he thought of her angrily shouting on the phone that she never wanted to see him again, something seemed to clog up his heart, leaving him very displeased!
He, Noah Drexler, had never been tormented like this in his life!
Thinking about it, he cursed under his breath and commanded the bodyguard following behind him with a face full of anger.
"Hurry up and find her!"
As soon as he spoke, his expression grew somber, and he raised his long leg to kick the vase by the door harshly.
