Chapter 192


    Did she really not want to talk to him? Not even a word?


    His face darkened even more with a sullen look in his eyes. His mood had hit a new low.


    But Summer just did not care. As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door and got out, not


    sparing a nce for him.


    He swallowed, looking on with deadly eyes as she disappeared from his sight. Stomping his foot on the


    elerator, he drove the car forward like an arrow firing from a bow. He had no way to vent his anger.


    He just wished he could strangle and torture her.


    The senior executives of Valentine Group had been on pins and needles for the past few days because


    they were afraid that they might inadvertently anger theirpany president.


    No one knew what happened to him recently. Every day, some poor guys would get their heads bitten


    off for some reasons. His temper had red to an unprecedented level.


    Could it be that thepany president was at that time of the month, like he was a woman? They


    thought to themselves.


    The Valentine mansion.


    Raine was drinking coffee when a servant brought in thetest issue of the newspaper.


    The Valentine mansion subscribed to all newspapers, be it of business or entertainment. It had been a


    tradition of the Valentines since a long time ago.


    "Bring the newspapers over," Raine said, looking at the servant.


    The servant ced the newspapers next to her, and Raine picked up one and read while sipping on


    her morning coffee.


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    When she saw the today''s headlines, she was shocked.


    Yvette came in from the outside. She frowned when she saw the newspaper in Raine’s hands. "Isn’t


    that Mark''s photo in the paper, Raine? What is it about?"


    Raine put down the newspaper calmly, collected her thoughts, and spoke clearly and tactfully. "Nothing.


    You must have seen it wrongly, Yvette.”


    "How could I be wrong? I saw his photo. Pass me the paper. I want to have a look for myself."


    Yvette refused to believe Raine. She was not dumb, as she had spotted Mark''s photo, which took up a


    The expression on Raine’s gentle and beautiful face changed. She was in a pickle, hesitating.


    Yvette nced at her shrewdly and saw some clues." Did Marke backst night?”


    "He didn''t..." Raine said softly, her eyes dimming, but it was not obvious.


    Summer had note back for two days, and so did Mark.


    Did the two go back and stay there again, or did they g o somewhere else?


    She spected quietly, but could not find the answer. She could not describe her feelings. She felt


    terrible, a s if a cat was scratching inside her.


    "Where is Summer?” Yvette asked again.


    "She didn’te back for the past two days.” Raine nced at the newspaper again, her gaze


    deepening and dimming further. There was something on her mind, but no one knew what it was.


    "Maybe I have been going too easy on Summer. She is getting worse and worse, brazenly


    disrespectful." While speaking, Yvette walked over to the dining table and picked up the newspaper on


    the table.


    Her face sank when she saw the red headlines and the photos.


    She clenched the newspaper in her hand and read, line by line, in all seriousness. An anger brew


    within her.


    Meanwhile, Raine''s expression became even more mysterious. No one knew what she was thinking.