More than half a year ago, because of Charlie, the Jarretts had tried their best to clear their relationship
with Summer. They were afraid that the family would be implicated. Without notifying Summer, they
directly published a report on the newspapers to end the father-daughter relationship.
The Jarretts always ranked their own interests first. Summer was not surprised about that, nor did she
feel much hurt.
After all, her expectations had long since disappeared.
At that time, the incident had caused a lot of commotion, and everyone present was working in the
entertainment industry. Naturally, they had also paid attention to it.
A smart person could understand briefly that the Jarretts had come up with such a plan for fear of being
implicated by Summer.
Although most people would probably do the same thing as Lynn under such a situation, it was still not
an honorable act.
So, the Jarretts was naturally looked down upon.
And Vicky was mocking at Summer on purpose, so obviously that even a fool could know her ill
intention.
The actresses with devoted fan bases could get on the current status, indicating that they were not
simple and stupid. They just smiled and didn't say anything.
Vicky also read the online reports and was more inclined to believe that Summer had broken up with
Leonardo. As for the meeting in the supermarket last time, she had selectively forgotten it.
At first, she wanted to laugh at Summer, longing to see the furious complexion on Summer's face, but
Vicky didn't expect that she would be ridiculed by others now.
She looked in the direction of those actresses and snorted, "What are you laughing at?"
Those actresses also had some backers, so they didn't even put Vicky in their eyes.
No one in the entertainment industry was simple, let alone a woman.
"Do you think the Golden Cauldron is yours? We just felt happy and laughed. Why do we need your
permission?" asked one actress.
She was an actress, who could narrate these sharp words in a blank and indifferent tone. Vicky was
enraged to the extreme.
"Who do you think you are? How can you talk to me in such a tone?" With that, Vicky turned to look at
Adams, who was standing beside her, as if she wanted Adams to speak up for her.
Everyone in the entertainment industry knew that Adams had been loosening up for the past six
months.
First, he had cancelled his contract with Tip Top Media Company, and then he had started a
relationship with a woman whose reputation was as rotten as a ditch. His reviews were getting worse
and worse, and the scripts he got also became terrible, but it didn't decrease his status much.
Adams did not intend to speak for Vicky. He only raised his wrist to check the time and said, "I have
something to do. I'll go now."
With that, Adams turned to look at Summer and said in a gentle tone, "How do you get back, Summer?
Shall I drive you to home?"
He just called her "Ms. Summer", but now, he directly called her by her name.
Such a change on the close address reminded the people present of the scandal between Summer
and Adams.
There might be a story between the two.
Summer was sure that Adams had done it on purpose.
Adams knew that she and Vicky were incompatible, so he had deliberately done this to increase Vicky's
hatred towards her.
"Sorry, Mr. Wilson. I'm not that familiar with you." With that, Summer did not stay any longer and walked
straight out.
When she turned around, she noticed the way Vicky looked at her, as if Vicky wanted to tear her apart.
Summer felt Adams was completely insane.
He went crazy all of a sudden.
He didn't care about his reputation, nor did he care about his acting career. It was as if he had
completely given up on himself and even dug a hole for himself.
Eliza followed Summer to leave.
"Have you been Adams' girlfriend?" Eliza seemed to be exceptionally interested in gossips today.
Summer firmly denied, "No."
Eliza and Summer had worked together for so long, and she knew a little about Summer's personality.
If Summer had denied it so firmly, then she must be telling the truth.
But Eliza was still a little curious.
"Then what's the relationship..."
Summer stopped walking and interrupted her, "What's the relationship between you and Bowen?
Previously, you ... with Leonardo ... for him..."
Before Summer could finish her words, Eliza covered her mouth.
Summer stretched out her hand to push her arm away, but Eliza covered so forcefully that Summer
failed to free herself from the grip.
Then Summer stopped struggling and looked at her with enquiring eyes.
Seeing Eliza's expression of wanting to commit suicide, Summer followed her gaze to look over.
Bowen was standing near them.
Then ... did Bowen hear what she had said just now?
Summer turned to look at Eliza.
Eliza glared at her and turned around to flee.
Summer was lost for words.
She was a little embarrassed, but she took the initiative to greet Bowen, "Mr. Diaz."
"Ms. Summer." Bowen nodded to Summer in a formal manner and greeted her.
However, when Summer was turning around to leave, Bowen stopped her. "Ms. Summer, you just
said..."
"I didn't say anything. If you want to know something, go and ask Eliza." The next second, Summer
also ran away as fast as she could.
Eliza had already driven away without waiting for Summer.
Summer laughed, and she had to take a taxi back by herself.
She stood by the side of the road and couldn't help but look back at the door of the Golden Cauldron.
She didn't meet Leonardo tonight.
When she turned around, she found a black car parking silently ahead of her.
Summer's eyes lit up, and she immediately thought it was Leonardo.
However, the smile on Summer's face died away when the window was rolled down and she saw the
person in the car.
It was Jerome. He put an arm on the window and showed a meaningful smile. "Summer, long time no
see."
"Long time no see." Summer silently took two steps back.
Some people were the ones who couldn't be nagged the most, because a single nagging will summon
them out.
Or it might be that she shouldn't have come here.
The Golden Cauldron was the highest-grade club in the Hoover City. People with some power came
here frequently. Therefore, she had only come here once today and met so many acquaintances.
Jerome saw her small movements. He reached out his hand and knocked on the car window a few
times. He said slowly, "We are old friends, after all. It's been a long time since we last met each other.
Don't be so indifferent."
"Next time." Summer pursed her lips and said, "I'll treat you to dinner next time."
"Do I need a dinner?" Jerome smiled warmly, but it was not easy to answer his question.
Summer was still pondering how to deal with him when Jerome said, "Do me a favor in a few days."
"What's that?" Summer looked at him vigilantly.
Seeing through her thoughts, Jerome smiled and said, "Don't worry. It's neither killing people or stealing
goods, nor violating your moral ethics."
Jerome said everything and cut off Summer's retreat.
Summer had no way to reject but could only nod and say, "Alright."
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