Summer Lowell lowered her head and smiled sheepishly, "Senior, stop teasing me and drive safely on your way back."
"You should get some rest too." Justin Huxley gestured at her, "Have a good night's sleep. Don't overthink it, and call me if you need anything, okay?"
"Sure, see you, Senior." Summer waved her hand and turned to walk into the hotel.
Still at the main entrance, Justin Huxley drummed his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, gazing half-smiling at Summer's faint silhouette inside the glass doors.
"Summer, I never expected you could make Maxim Sinclair lose his composure. I'm really impressed. It seems things will get more and more interesting ahead."
Justin chuckled ambiguously, then started the car and drove towards the east side of the city.
The next day, after a sleepless night, Summer Lowell put on the new suit she previously bought and applied a powerful makeup before heading to work.
