No matter what, apart from her overseas studies, it was her first time to stay out all night and, surprisingly, her grandfather didn't utter a word to her.
Perhaps it wouldn't be accurate to describe her feelings as heartbroken right now. However, the bitterness and injustice filling her heart and mind seemed enough to devour her!
"I'll go to my room first." She suddenly broke free from his grasp and quickly ran back to her room.
Tara Summer...behind her, George Summer couldn't call her back. The sadness in her eyes also pierced his heart.
He clenched his fist, lowered his head and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his handsome face was as calm as ice. He pushed the door open and walked into the study.
"Grandfather, you needed me?" George stood before the exquisite mahogany desk.
Ethan Summer sat in the leather chair, staring at the computer screen on the desk, his expression revealing no emotions.
