Chapter 25


    Emmitt was in a foul mood, all thanks to the drama with Mirabe. Even chatting with Summer became


    a half–hearted. affair.


    After polishing off a hearty dinner, Emmitt drove Summer back home without much conversation. As


    they pulled up to the grand entrance of the Gilbert family estate, Summer unfastened her seatbelt and


    turned to Emmitt. “Hey, Emmitt why don’t youe in for a bit? My dad’s been asking for you and told


    me to invite you over several times.”


    Emmitt’s hand rested on the steering wheel as he cast a nonchnt nce toward the impressive


    mansion just beyond the car window. He shook his head. “Nah, it’ste, and it doesn’t feel right. Maybe


    some other time.”


    A sh of disappointment flickered in Summer’s eyes, but she maintained a genteel smile. “Alright


    then, Emmitt. Drive safe. I’ll see myself in.”


    She paused as it a thought had just struck her and yfully winked at him. “Oh, and don’t you forget


    about our date tomorrow, Emmitt.”


    Emmitt blinked, momentarily thrown off.


    “You promised to personally take me to school on the first day, remember? Or did you forget?” Summer


    sped her chest, feigning heartbreak.


    Regaining hisposure, Emmitt chuckled and shook his head. “I haven’t forgotten.”


    Relieved. Summer beamed. “Good, then. You better head home. I’ll hop out now. See you tomorrow!”


    With a soft “hm,” Emmitt watched Summer push the car door open to step out. But just as she was


    about to leave. Mirabe crossed his mind, and he called out almost instinctively, “Summer.”


    She turned back, her expression one of confusion, “Yeah?” Her clear eyes shone with Innocence, and


    her beautiful face had a soft understanding look to it.


    Emmitt smiled wryly, shaking his head again. “It’s nothing. I just forgot to ask what time we should head


    to school. tomorrow.”


    you were about to


    Summer let out a relieved sigh, half–joking, “You scared me for a second there. Emmitt. I thought you


    bail on me for tomorrow.”


    His eyes flickered, denying any such intention. “No, not at all.”


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    “Alright then, let’s make it eight o’clock tomorrow,” Summer swiftly changed the subled


    “Sure,” Emmitt replied.


    She waved goodbye and bounded out of the car, heading towards the mansion. Emmitt’s gaze lingered


    on Summer’s retreating figure until she was out of sight. He then slowly retracted.


    Il Mirabe didn’t need him to take her to school, there was no reason for him to decline Summer’s


    request, especially since she was like a sister to him. With that thought, any lingering guilt in Emmitt’s


    heart faded away.


    Soon after, he started the car’s engine and turned, leaving the Gilbert family behind.


    As Summer stepped through the door, her mother, Mandy, lounging on the living room sofa, looked up


    and asked, “Who’s keeping you out sote, honey?” Her tone was gentle, devoid of any usation.


    Summer strolled over and began to massage Mandy’s shoulders with practiced ease, “Oh, it was just


    Emmitt. He needed to talk.”


    “Emmitt?” Mandy’s brows furrowed at the mention of the name. “That boy from your foster family


    again?”


    Summer knew Mandy looked down on the Davis family and simply hummed in acknowledgment.


    “I


    “Didn’t I tell you to keep your distance from the Davis folks?” Mandy spoke earnestly, “I know you’ve


    got a big heart,


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    you get to them.


    but those people, especially those so–called brothers of yours, are not the bestpany. The closer y


    the more they might try to take advantage of you someday.”


    Summer’s gaze fell slightly, thinking it was Mandy’s prejudice and short–sightedness speaking. Mandy


    would never understand the true potential of the Davis family.