Summer Thorne turned around and saw Silas Dunn, another unexpected sight. In that instant, her heart sank uncontrollably.
If Evan Cheney's appearance had been baffling, Silas Dunn's arrival seemed to confirm some of the things Evan had said.
'If that weren't the case, why would he show up here for no reason, looking like he was trying to "steal" me away from Evan Cheney?'
In contrast to Silas Dunn's attitude, Evan Cheney was far gentler. The moment he saw Silas, his grip slackened unconsciously, as if he had no intention of fighting him. "Mr. Dunn."
Silas Dunn was clearly in a foul mood. He shot Evan Cheney a cold glance before his eyes landed back on Summer Thorne. "You're coming with me."
Summer Thorne stared at his face, taking in every minute change in his expression.
Impatience and anxiety were written all over Silas Dunn's face. He grabbed Summer Thorne's suitcase and turned, heading for the exit.
