Chapter 72

In the presidential suite. Mark put Summer on the settee. When he looked at her pink cheeks, anger built up inside him. “You saw the wine coming your way, right? Why didn’t you dodge?” His voice was deep. When he spoke, there was a familiar and pleasing scent. He really sounded angry. But Summer somehow felt it pleasant to the ears. She wrinkled her nose and looked up at him with sparkling eyes. “I am dizzy.” Her voice was as soft as the summer breeze, her expression telling him she felt hurt. She bit her lip, her face reddening with a tinge of fascinating charm. Mark swallowed involuntarily, reaching to loosen his tie, which he felt too restricted. “Go take a shower and then take a good rest. Call me if anything.” “Okay.” After he left, she took a shower, and then drank two large glasses of water. She felt better after a long rest. After the incident, Amara would certainly be too afraid to make trouble again. Summer got changed and took a nap on the settee for three hours. S