Chapter 482
Once they''ve arrived home, Charlotte was immediately engulfed in Daisy''s embrace. Daisy showered
her with kisses. Solomon hugged her and checked if she had lost any weight while asking if she had
eaten well over at Athana.
Little Charlotte nodded and took out two gifts from her suitcase. She presented the gifts to them as if
she was holding treasure in her hands. With her cute squeaky voice, she said, "This is for grandma,
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and this is for grandpa."
"Aww, my baby. You even got your grandmother a gift. Come, let me give you more kisses as thank
you!"
Summer got herself a cup of warm water and took a seat on the couch. She updated them about
Dean''s condition, and they felt relieved after hearing that he was getting well.
Summer received a call after dinner. It was from Grace. She had asked for Summer to meet up as they
hadn''t met in a while.
Daisy did not object her from going. After changing her outfit and grabbing her bag, she waited for
Grace i n the lobby of her apartment.
A red BMW was parked by the side of the road. It was
truly eye-catching. She opened the door and saw Sherman in the back seat. They drove away after she
got in.
Sherman felt her stomach churn, but she tried to endure it. Summer was not feeling any better as well.
She was dizzy from the quick motions, and she leaned against the window.
"Grace, would it kill you to drive slower?! We have a pregnant Sherman on board, ya'' know!"
Hearing so, Grace slowed down the car. Later, they arrived at a club. The music was ring, and the
lights, blinding.
It had been quite a while since the trio had hung out a t a ce like that. Sherman couldn''t drink, and
Summer''s tolerance was low, so she hadn''t dared to drink much. Grace alone had continuously drunk
four to five sses.
When she had gotten drunk, all she said wasints about Charlie and how he didn''t treat her well.
As her rage burnt, she vented all her displeasure. After that, she ran into the dance floor and swayed
her body and hips as she danced.
Summer and Sherman were sitting on the couch, and i n front of them had bowls of popcorn. They
chatted while having some of the popcornid before them.
Suddenly, a gentle yet maic voice sounded, "Hello miss, may I ask for a dance?"
The two turned around and saw a man dressed in a smart grey suit. He was charming and had felt
noble and graceful. He extended his big slender hand towards her as he gave off a pure yet gentle
impression.
Summer was stunned.
She nced at Sherman and pointed at herself as she asked, "You''re talking to me?"
The man had sounded smooth like a breeze when he politely replied, "Yes."
Sherman bumped into her shoulder lightly and whispered, "D*mn, your charm on him is truly
remarkable. Dean had just left, and now this hottiees along."
"Stop joking around," Summer said in a hushed tone. She stared at the man for almost half a minute
before reacting. She blinked her eyes and passed the popcorn kernels onto his palm as she gave a
light smile and said, "Could you please help to throw these away? Thank you."
The man froze before smiling lightly. His smile was warm and sweet as he said, "Your response sure is
refreshing, miss. Maybe we would meet again someday."
After saying so, he turned around and left gracefully. H e threw the kernels away into the dustbin, and
his eyes had flickers of emotions.
Summer''s brows furrowed as she stared onto the man''s back. She wondered why his face had looked
so familiar, ''Where have I seen him before?''
She tried to think, but the memory was foggy. She was sure she had seen his face before, but she
couldn''t remember where no matter how hard she tried.
And soon, she had forgotten about this urrence.
It was 10, but Grace had no intention of stopping. Instead, she had danced even harder.
"Are you rushing home?" Summer asked Sherman as she looked at her.