Chapter 460


    The security at the vi was tight. Only those with an ess card could enter. The parking lots were all


    filled with vehicles. At first nce, all that could be seen were cars and not human heads.


    Seeing this, Summer hesitated a little. She did not want to meet Yvette, but Yvette would most


    definitely be there.


    Then again, they had reached the gate outside of the vi already. There was no reason for her to not


    enter, right?


    Holding Charlotte''s hands, she walked to the front of the vi. Wreaths and ribbons of condolences


    stretched from the doorway of the vi to the hall. All the people who were there looked somber and


    solemn. They were all people of status and prestige.


    Taking in a short breath, she walked to the doorway of the vi. As expected, Yvette was standing


    there, dressed in full ck. Her eyes were puffy and red. Raine was standing by her side and holding


    her arm,forting as well as supporting her.


    As Summer walked over, she appeared to be distantly polite. She then bowed slightly. "My


    condolences."


    After realizing that it was Summer, Yvette''s face


    changed instantly. Staring at Summer fiercely, she said, "Who let you in? Get out! We don''t need any of


    your pretense here!”


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    "Someone came and delivered the obituary notice, so I''m just here to pay my respects. You’re


    overthinking things," said Summer. "You shouldn’t focus on me for today."


    On a day like that, she should be attending to all the guests, not causing a scene as soon as she


    opened her mouth to speak.


    "I''ll repeat myself one more time. Your presence is not needed here. Get out!" Yvette then lowered her


    voice and said, "Obituary notice? Who do you think would send you an obituary notice?"


    As Summer was about to speak, a deep voice sounded. "Me."


    Immediately after, Mark''s tall figure appeared next to the two of them. It had only been a few days since


    theyst met, but his green stubble was showing. He was dressed in a ck suit, and the red veins in


    his eyes were apparent. He looked a little haggard as if he had not slept for days. Yet, all of that did not


    affect his handsomeness.


    While Yvette red at them, Mark walked past her and carried Charlotte. He turned to Summer and


    said," Let''s go."


    Nodding, Summer did not look at Yvette at all and followed Mark immediately. In the living room, there


    were many people paying their respects. It never stopped even for a moment.


    At that point, Yvette was still ring at Summer from the back. But Baine''s gazended on both


    Summer and Mark. She was keeping an eye on them.


    Facing the ck and white picture in the living room, they bowed. In that ck and white picture, Ms.


    Moore looked lively. Her face was filled with a gentle smile. Summer looked at Charlotte and said in a


    low voice, "Say, ''great-grandma.''”


    Although Ms. Moore could not actually hear it, that was her small token. She still wished that Ms.


    Moore could receive this small piece of thought.


    Charlotte blinked but she was very well-behaved. In her childish voice, she softly said, "Great-


    grandma."


    Jazz saw the two of them. Looking quite haggard, he walked over and brought Summer to a room at


    the side. "You must be tired from rushing here. Just get some rest first."


    "I''m fine. I''ll just sit here with Charlotte. You can go ahead and tend to the necessary. Just ignore us."


    Jazz only left for a moment before the room door was opened again. Mark walked in and simply


    loosened his necktie with the well-defined joints on his big hands.


    Then, he immediately sat on the couch. Before Summer managed to regain her senses, Mark''s sturdy


    arms had already wrapped her in an embrace. His face was deeply buried in her neck that emanated a


    delicate fragrance.


    Such a sudden move shocked Summer. She tried to escape and wriggle free, but Mark only hugged


    her tighter. "Don''t move. Just let me hug you like this for a while. Just a while."


    His voice was quite deep like there was an echo to it, and it seemed to carry a slight plea...


    Detecting that slight plea in his voice, Summer''s heart fluttered, and she stopped wriggling.


    Mark''s rtionship with Ms. Moore had always affected her. She could sense that out of all the


    surrounding rtives, he was the closest to Ms. Moore.