Chapter 132


    Dean was clearly not aware of the situation at this moment, his eyes kept slowly wandering on both of


    them.


    Summer''s eyes never rested on Mark for even one second. She just sat there quietly, or talked to Ka


    softly.


    She looked calm, and her smooth skin was faintly glowing in themplight, like a bright moon in the


    night sky, looking so unique among the women.


    Mark was drawn to her. He stared at her, swirling his wine ss with one hand, then slipping the other


    hand under the table and holding her hand.


    Summer was surprised by his action. She red at him, but she didn''t want to do anything too obvious


    for the others to notice.


    He would not let go. He slowly stroked her tender palm with his rough fingers, lowering his voice so low


    that only she could hear him. "You finally look at me, e h, Mrs. Valentine...’’


    "Let go!" She gritted her teeth, forcing her voice through her teeth.


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    "Aren’t you strong, Mrs. Valentine? You can easily free yourself from my hand. Why do I need to let


    go?"


    Mark''s voice was low and deep but with a slight rising tone at the end of the question, and in between


    words, he put his hand in herp and moved it gently.


    Summer felt an electric surge through her body. A touch of exasperation mingled with her anger. She


    stretched out her hand and secretly pinched his thigh.


    Under the colorful lights, they sat in a corner, looking calm, but there is an undercurrent surging under


    the table.


    "Are you going to let go or not?” Her patience was on the verge of wearing thin.


    But Mark just looked at her nonchntly. “What if I don''t?”


    Summer stopped talking to him. She lifted her foot and stamped on his foot back and forth with all her


    strength.


    But Mark seemed to feel no pain. He just watched her stamping on his foot, raising an eyebrow, and his


    lips curved slightly upwards.


    Holding a ss of wine in his left hand, he swirled it casually, and his handsome face looked rxed.


    Summer was so angry that her body began to squirm a little violently. She didn’t notice it and bumped


    into Mark''s shoulder, shaking the ss in his hand and the wine spilled all over his suit pants.


    Everybody eximed in surprise. Ka reacted immediately and handed the tissue to Summer. "Help


    Mr. Valentine out."


    Summer ignored it. She just sat there and didn''t move. He deserved it!


    But now all eyes were on her.


    She had no choice but was forced to take the tissue and crouch down to wipe the wine stains from his


    suit pants.


    Mark didn''t feel ufortable. He didn''t care about the stain on his pants. Instead, he apologized with


    a faint smile, "Sorry to spoil the fun."


    They shook their heads and said it didn''t matter." Your pants...” they said worriedly.


    "It''s okay, it''s just a little wet, nothing serious." He still smiled faintly, but his eyes fell on Summer, who


    was half squatting on the ground.


    She bent her head, revealing her fair and beautiful neck, like a graceful white swan.


    He gazed at her deeply, his eyes flickering with love.


    The tissues could absorb the wine, but the wet part of the suit pants was still very noticeable because


    it''s right on the thigh.


    Just then, he heard footstepsing his way. It''s Harry.


    Harry stopped behind Mark and whispered in his ear," Mr. Valentine, Mr. Greig has been waiting in the


    private room for a long time."