The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 133

Mark slightly lowered his head and his tall body bent slightly towards Summer and whispered

something i n her ear with his deep voice. The hot breath fell on Summer’s ear and only she could hear

it.

"Just sit here and wait for me. When the contract is signed, we'll leave together..."

Summer just glanced at him nonchalantly and didn’t say anything. She tossed the tissue aside and sat

down.

Then he sat up straight, stood up, and nodded politely at them. "Thank you all for your hospitality

tonight. I have a few things to do, so I can’t stay. Today’s bill is o n me. Have fun."

He gave Summer a quick glace again before he strode forward.

Harry followed him and asked in surprised, "Mr.

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"It’s okay..." Mark interrupted him directly and walked up the stairs.

"Summer," Kayla exclaimed in admiration, "How do you know such a great guy? Tell me!"

Hearing this, the other women who were charmed by Mark were all now looking at Summer, waiting for

her

response.

Summer just explained nonchalantly, "He's the brother of one of my students. I met him at a

parentteacher conference. What time is it?"

Dean glanced at his watch. "10 p.m.? Why, are you leaving?"

"Well, I'm a little sleepy." Laughing, she got up from the sofa and stretched.

"Then let's leave together." Dean got up, too.

Kayla giggled and said, "Well, aren't you two dating!"

Summer tapped her on the shoulder to tell her to stop, then looked at Dean and said, "It's okay. I can

go home myself. It’s still early. Have fun."

Dean smiled as he picked up his car keys on the table. "It’s okay. There's a case I need to deal with

urgently tonight, so I’d better go back now. Let's go."

"Yes, just go. You have a free ride. How nice!” Kayla pushed them out of the club.

Then, Dean went to get the car, and Summer stood by the roadside, waiting. As her eyes wandered

over the black Land Rover and the familiar license plate number, she could not help thinking of the

words Mark had said as he left.

— Just sit here and wait for me. When the contract is signed, we'll leave together...

The corners of her mouth curved up in an ironic way.

Who did he think he is? Why should she listen to him and sit there waiting for him?

Dean’s car pulled up in front of her. She opened the door, got in, and the car moved slowly into the

traffic.

*

Moments later, Mark strode down the stairs, looking a little urgent. Harry and Mr. Greig were still in the

private room.

He had explained the details and matters needing attention of the contract to Harry, and Harry could

handle the rest.

As he approached the table, his eyes skimmed over everyone, but the woman was nowhere to be

seen.

"Mr. Valentine." Kayla noticed him and asked, "Are you looking for Summer?"

Mark nodded slightly and frowned. "Where did she g o?"

"She's left. She left with Dean. Dean drove her home," Kayla explained.

Mark's eyes suddenly turned very cold. "Dean?" he asked in a deep voice, his Adam's apple rolling

slightly while suppressing his rage.