"See, it’s much warmer this way." Sister Xue smiled and then stood up.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Seeing Summer Shawcross staring at her, Sister Xue couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"Oh, nothing, I just think you’re not that fierce after all."

When she first met Sister Xue, she had the demeanor of a bossy leader of Silvanus Manor, unreasonable and indeed quite detestable.

However, just now when she crouched down to help her put on her shoes, her heart tightened. Suddenly, she felt that this usually fierce woman was like a warm sister.

After hearing what Summer said, Sister Xue couldn’t help but laugh and then said self-deprecatingly.

"I have no choice. As a woman trying to survive here and manage the people under me, how could I not turn myself into a tigress?"

Relying on her own abilities, she climbed to her current position and became the leader of Silvanus Manor. If she had stayed as gentle and kind as before, she would have been eaten alive!

After she finished speaking, Summer nodded, understanding her current predicament.

"It’s cold outside, let’s go back!" Sister Xue glanced at her tear-streaked face and added.

Hearing this, Summer clenched the button in her palm, then turned around and followed her into the villa.

...

In the early morning, as the sky gradually brightened.

Several black sedans drove into the Drexler Estate and finally stopped in front of a large, old-time villa.

As soon as the car stopped, a man with a cold face, wearing only a white shirt on his upper body, was the first to push open the car door and stride towards the villa.

She had just entered when a figure in a white lace dress followed, looking at him with joy. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Night, you’re back!"

Upon seeing the visitor, the man’s eyes turned colder, and his handsome face showed undisguised disgust.

When the woman looked at him, she carefully noticed that the cufflink on his shirt sleeve was missing.

"Your cufflink..."

Upon hearing the woman’s voice, the man realized something, lowered his eyes, and glanced at his wrist.

Sure enough, a cufflink was missing there.

He couldn’t help but frown.

At this moment, the woman’s gentle, concerned voice sounded in his ears again.

"Night, I’ll sew it for you tomorrow."

"No need."

After coldly glancing at the woman in front of him, the man took long strides and decisively left.

The woman stood there, her face paling a few shades.

Sean Morgan, following behind the man, turned to look at the woman and politely said.

"The boss is very busy with work." Then he turned around and followed along with big strides.

As she watched the two leaving, the woman’s beautiful face was filled with unwillingness and heartbreak.

That woman is already dead, so why... won’t he even look at her!

She had given everything, done everything she could to win his favor!

...

The man strode back to his room, closed the door behind him, and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Immediately, he raised his left hand, his gaze fixed on the place where the cufflink was missing, and his brow furrowed.

It was then... that she grabbed it off.

It’s just a button; she probably won’t realize anything.

But... maybe not!

Thinking of this, the man’s expression became more complex.