Chapter 505


    Summer did not know whether tough or cry.


    After packing up, she took Charlotte downstairs. The ck Lexus was already waiting. Mark was in the


    back seat as the chauffeur was driving today.


    Charlotte climbed onto Mark''sp with both her hands and feet like a ko when she saw Mark.


    "Do you want to join us?” Mark looked at Summer.


    "Maybe not. Just you and Charlotte are fine. I will wait for you in the apartment." Summer shook her


    head. 1


    It was pointless to go to the Valentine mansion, considering her antagonistic rtionship with Yvette.


    "Then I will first send you back to the apartment. Only then Charlotte and I will go to the Valentine


    mansion." Mark''s lips twitched and his deep voice flew out of his mouth. "I miss your cooking.”


    "Send Charlotte over first, and I will call you when the food is ready.”


    The car came outside of the apartment. Mark leaned over and smothered her with hot, wet kisses


    before he let her go.


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    "Daddy is shameless.” Charlotte was sandwiched between the two. "You two are going to crush me like


    a pancake.”


    Summer gave Mark''s arm a pinch, her chest heaving u p and down. "Never do this again in front of our


    daughter."


    "Got it." Mark’s lips upturned as he nced at Summer with a meaningful look. "That means I can do


    whatever I want as long as my daughter is not present."


    She pinched him twice more and looked at him with snappish eyes. "Watch your mouth. Now, go."


    "See you around, Mrs. Valentine." Mark leaned backzily in the seat as his deep-set eyes were fixated


    on her.


    "See you around, Mommy." Charlotte imitated Mark and sank back in his arms.


    What the father and daughter did looked funny. But Summer did not forget to hit back at Mark."


    Shameless! Who is your Mrs. Valentine?"


    The Valentine mansion


    Yvette looked at Ronald, who was standing at the door of the living room and checking his watch


    constantly, and frowned in puzzlement. "Who are you waiting for, Ronald?"


    "Mark." Ronald nced at the time again. They had agreed toe at 10:00 am.


    "Is Marking home today?"


    "No, I just asked him to send Charlotte over."


    Yvette’s face changed. "Why send the child here?"


    "She is my granddaughter. Even the media knows that I have a granddaughter before me. How would


    people see me?"


    Yvette looked not too happy, but she could say nothing. Just then, Mark walked in with Charlotte


    clinging to his arms, her two small arms curling around his neck, hugging him tightly.


    Yvette''s face eased up when she did not see Summer.


    "Come on, let Grandpa carry you." Ronald stretched out his hands at Charlotte and studied her, who


    looked 60% like Mark.


    Charlotte refused, twisting her little butt to turn her back against Ronald, and buried her face in Mark''s


    neck. Ronald was a stranger in her eyes.


    "Just leave Charlotte here, if you are busy. I will take the child to the hospitalter," Ronald said to


    Mark.