Summer Thorne wasn't sure.
After all, it was late at night, the yacht was still some distance away, and the light wasn't very focused.
More importantly, Summer Thorne only glanced for a moment before quickly looking away and turning around.
Whether it was Ivan Gray or not, it didn't seem to be anything she cared about.
But in fact, the person standing behind the railing was indeed Ivan Gray.
The moment Summer Thorne saw him, he saw her as well.
At first, he wasn't sure either.
'After all, in a foreign city thousands of miles from Valois, what were the chances of running into Summer Thorne?'
But when he saw her gaze sweep past quickly before she turned away, never looking back in his direction, Ivan Gray was instantly certain—
That was Summer Thorne!
It really was Summer Thorne!
'Why is she in Helskar?'
'Why is she at the docks?'
'Did she find something out and come here specifically because of it?'
