Chapter 179


    Raine yed with the cutlery on the table, stealing nces at Mark.


    Yvette, on the other hand, was obviously upset by Summer’s behavior. ''Does she even know her


    priorities? She should really have a better judgment, how could she spend so much time on a phone


    call on a day like this!''


    Jazz wanted to look for her outside but quickly discarded the thought after he saw Yvette''s expression.


    It was his brother''s birthday today. He really didn''t want to cause a scene and turn his day upside


    down.


    The clock was ticking. The dishes had all arrived at their table - some of them even got cold. But


    Summer was still nowhere to be seen.


    Mark lowered his head and checked the time on his wrist, squinting his eyes.


    It had already been 30 minutes since he left the washroom.


    Suddenly, Mark stood up and told everybody at the table, "I''ll go make a call..."


    As soon as he left the restaurant, his strides became wider. He walked as fast as the wind, heading


    towards


    the women''s restroom.


    Watching his figure disappearing from the entrance, Raine looked back to the table. She took a sip of


    the dessert. Though it was sweet, it only tasted bitter in her mouth.


    Unknowingly, her hands had turned into fists, pinching the coat that she was wearing. She was worried


    that the reason Mark left the table was not for a phone call but to look for Summer.


    But by the looks of the situation, she knew that she was not in the ce to chase after him. All she


    could d o was sit on her chair and wait.


    In the restroom was a female staff cleaning the toilet. Once she lifted her head, she was met with a


    man with charming features. The handsome man had a strong build, and he was rushing into the


    women’s restroom.


    Startled, she let out a yelp, wanting to remind the man that he was in the wrong restroom. However,


    she held her tongue when she saw him opening all the doors of the toilet cubicle as if he was searching


    for something.


    ''With such good looks, he wouldn''t be some sick p* rvert, right?''


    The cleaner was confused as she glued her back onto the wall, inching closer to the exit.


    Suddenly, Mark turned and faced the cleaner. Looking down at her, he spoke in a deep voice, "Where


    is the woman that was here?"


    "W-what woman...?’’ stuttering, the cleaner answered.


    "The woman in beige..."


    "I... When... When I came in... I saw her leaving the hotel already..."


    He furrowed his brows. It was apparent that he was angry. Anyone could sense his rage as the aura he


    exhibited was awfully cold and frightening.


    At that moment, the cleaner was scared witless to the point where she could not speak. Her back was


    still to the wall, trembling.


    Mark stopped staring at her as he pulled a long face, marching out of the restroom. He reached his


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    hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing Summer’s number.


    The first call ended with a recorded robotic voice telling him to try againter as no one picked his call.


    When he called for the second time, Summer had already switched off her phone...


    Upon hearing this, Mark''s face went grim. He went back to the restaurant and took his ck


    trenchcoat, tly telling the three people seated at the table," Let’s go."


    Yvette was confused, "Where are we going?"


    "Back to the mansion..."


    "You barely had anything for dinner, why are you rushing back?"


    Looking at the bountiful and appetizing dishes on the table, Mark hardly felt tempted to eat them. He


    had no appetite and tly said, "You guys can go back to the mansionter if you’re not full. I''ll head


    home first...”