Chapter 167


    "I don''t know how long this atmosphere between them willst, sadly." Summer sighed helplessly.


    Grace also shrugged helplessly upon hearing that." Who knows? It will probably take a long time. It


    hurts her deeply, and there is nothing we can do except tofort her."


    The two sat there chatting for a long time. When Charlie came downstairs, Grace left with him.


    Summer saw them out. It was not until their car disappeared from her sight that she came back into the


    Valentine mansion.


    As she reached thending of the stairs, Yvette suddenly called out to her.


    She stopped and spun around with a smile. "What is i t, Mom?"


    "What does your friend do for a living?" Yvette asked with her legs crossed.


    "She is a public rtions manager," Summer said, hiding nothing from her.


    "Since she is a public rtions manager, she should know proper behavior and etiquette. So why did


    she speak so rudely?" Yvette’s delicate willow brow turned upward. "As the saying goes, a person is


    judged by the


    "That is because you don''t know her. She is just a bit forthright, inevitably uttering some unpleasant


    words when her temper res. But she did not mean it. I have known her for five years, and so I know


    what kind of person she is." Summer deliberately spoke slowly and clearly, with a faint smile on her


    face so that Yvette could hear every word she said.


    She did not mind if Yvette said something like that to her, but she could not ept Yvette to talk about


    her closest friend like this.


    She spoke softly and appropriately, but not harshly. Itpletely rendered Yvette speechless.


    Finally, Yvette spoke. "You had better know what to d o. By the way, tomorrow is Mark''s birthday. Have


    you discussed with him how to celebrate?"


    ''It is his birthday tomorrow?''


    Summer was struck dumb. But she quickly recovered and shook her head. "Not yet."


    "Discuss it with Mark tonight, and once decided, let m e know. How can you be so mindless of things


    about your husband?" 1


    There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction and grievance in Yvette''s voice. She got up and returned to


    her room without sparing a nce at Summer.


    When Summer returned to her room, Mark was looking at what might look like the contract documents


    that Charlie had brought and waited for his signature.


    Not wanting to disturb him, Summer poured two sses of water, one ced next to him on the table,


    one for herself. She held the other ss and sipped on the water slowly.


    Probably he was thirsty. He picked up the ss and took a sip, then frowned. "Don''t we have coffee,


    Mrs.


    Valentine?"


    "Drinking water is healthier than drinking coffee. Try t o drink some. There is no harm."


    When she thought of what Yvette said just now, she tried to sound him out. "Do you have time


    tomorrow evening?"


    "Why?" He raised his eyes slightly and squinted at her, then took a sip of water. It did not taste so bad


    after all.


    "There is no why. Why don''t you answer me first: do you have time tomorrow evening?"


    His lips curled up. He was a little curious, the pen in his hand stopping as he stared at her with a


    meaningful look. "May I know what is going on, Mrs. Valentine?"


    "You will know when the timees tomorrow."


    He stopped asking, but just nced at his itinerary. "I have contracts to sign in the morning and noon. I


    will be free after seven in the evening."


    "Then we will meet after seven tomorrow evening."C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.