Tara Summer handed her bag over to her and made her way up to the second floor. It was as if they knew she was coming. The door to the study was left ajar.
"Old Master…" Tara entered the room, looking at the elderly man behind the desk, but she couldn't bring herself to say the word 'grandfather.'
Ethan Summer, with his strict, tough disposition, made her feel a sense of distance, just like how Josie Reed and Victoria Saber never dared to call him 'dad.'
"You're back?" Ethan's expression, as always, was serious, but his tone was surprisingly calm.
Tara was slightly taken aback. In her memory, he had never spoken to her so amiably before. Ethan always used to either ignore her or confront her harshly.
However, she quickly regained her composure because she had a guess at the reason behind his unusual behavior, but she still wanted to confirm it.
