Chapter 33

“Ask someone to investigate Victoria Dawn.” Samson spent a lot of effort coaxing Summer to sleep. He then went downstairs in his sleepwear. He glanced coldly at his cell phone before he headed to the balcony and lit a cigarette. “Young master, it’s cold out here.” His subordinate went over to the balcony with a coat and wrapped it around Samson. After Samson was done smoking the cigarette, he remained standing on the balcony for a very long time. After he was certain that the smell of cigarette smoke no longer lingered on his body, he turned and returned to the living room. Summer hated it when he smoked. Once upon a time, he stopped smoking because of Summer. But after Summer disappeared, he began smoking more and more. “Young master, are you going to continue smoking?” His subordinate asked in a hushed tone when he saw that Samson had tossed the cigarette box, from which he had only taken one cigarette, and his lighter into the trash can. “I’m going to stop. From now onward,