"Remember to come again at ten tomorrow night."

"Okay." Yancy Shaw nodded.

Summer Shawcross got out of the car, closed the door, and the car slowly drove away.

The staff hurried over.

"Miss Esther, please, Sherry is waiting for you." Saying this, she gestured for her to proceed.

Seeing this, Summer Shawcross sighed.

...

Silvanus Manor, first floor of the villa.

Sherry sat on the sofa, waiting for Summer Shawcross to return, with her phone playing the scene from the restaurant earlier.

Summer Shawcross was sitting intimately with the man she least wanted to see, enjoying steak.

The more she watched, the darker her expression became.

At that moment, the villa door suddenly opened.

"Sherry, she’s been brought back!" The staff’s voice followed.

Sherry didn’t speak, just stared intently at the video on her phone.

Summer Shawcross followed in, going directly to Sherry’s side, instinctively glanced at her phone screen, and then looked at her expression at that moment, revealing a somewhat curious expression.

"You’re unhappy?" she deliberately asked, feeling inexplicably pleased inside; could she still have lingering feelings for Yancy Shaw?

Upon hearing her voice, Sherry finally looked up at her, then sighed deeply, rubbing her aching head with her hand, kindly advising her.

"What you’re doing is very dangerous."

"Don’t worry, I have nothing to do with your ex-husband," Summer Shawcross quickly replied; her involvement with Yancy Shaw was merely transactional.

"That’s not what I meant." Sherry shook her head, speaking with some exasperation.

Clearly, she didn’t understand the danger Sherry was referring to.

"Then what is it?" Summer Shawcross looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Questioned by her, Sherry’s expression shifted, then she spoke somewhat helplessly.

"Can’t you just be a little more discreet?"

If this continues, Silvanus Manor might end up in trouble because of her!

Hearing this, Summer Shawcross was somewhat speechless.

"I’m not discreet enough? I haven’t damaged anything today!"

She hadn’t broken anything today, couldn’t have been more discreet!

Upon hearing this, Sherry was momentarily speechless.

She paused for a moment, then rose from the sofa.

"Well, it’s getting late, you should go rest."

Saying this, she turned around, heading upstairs, but after taking a few steps, stopped on the stairs, suddenly remembering something, turned to look at Summer Shawcross standing downstairs.

"You shouldn’t sleep with me tonight."

She feared becoming collateral damage!

"Good timing, I was planning to sleep alone tonight!" Summer Shawcross smiled; she had intended to get some information from Sherry last night but got nothing, so today she’d found a new direction to seek answers! She refused to believe that after being so aggressive, that man still could hold back from appearing!

"That’s good then!" Hearing her say this, Sherry finally showed a relieved expression and then went upstairs.

Seeing Sherry head upstairs, Summer Shawcross shrugged and followed behind.

...

Late night.

After dealing with affairs, Noah Drexler returned to The Drexler Family’s home, and it was already past midnight.

Getting out of the car, he strode toward the bedroom, as usual.

Behind him, Sean Morgan followed closely in his footsteps.