Including the previous times the two met, he always liked to stare at Summer Sutton for a long time.
Summer Sutton felt extremely unnatural under his gaze, and unable to hold it back, she interrupted him, "Mr. Hughes!"
Henry Hughes regained his composure after her words, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Sorry, it's just that Miss Sutton looks very much like an old acquaintance of mine."
"Really?" Summer Sutton didn't pay much attention to his words.
There are many similar people in this world, yet she and the Hughes Family had no relations, and it was impossible for her to have overlaps with Henry Hughes's circle of friends.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, alas." Henry Hughes appeared somewhat sentimental about the matter, and his expression instantly turned solemn.
Summer Sutton stated that she has no mother; her mother had already passed away.
No matter how much she looked like that person, it was impossible for her to have any connection with them.
