When Summer Shawcross came out, the butler holding the late-night snack stood there in a daze, looking puzzled at the guest room door that Noah Drexler had just slammed shut.
"Madam, just now..." Seeing Summer Shawcross come out, the butler showed a surprised expression, hesitating to speak further.
Facing the butler's question, Summer paused for a moment, her expression tinged with awkwardness.
She glanced at the tightly closed door, showing a look of helplessness. Did he really need to guard against her like this...
"It's nothing, you go rest, I'll handle things here..." she said with a resigned smile, forcing a smile towards the butler.
Hearing her words, the butler nodded gently, then turned and left with the late-night snack.
Once the butler left, Summer reached out to twist the doorknob but found it was locked from the inside.
She then quickly pressed her face against the door, listening for any sounds inside.
