"Let go!" Noah Drexler's disgruntled voice suddenly broke the silence.
Summer Shawcross looked over in astonishment, only to see him lowering his gaze, looking at Flynn Hughes' hand with disdain.
His eyes were full of iciness.
He didn't like people touching him unnecessarily.
Seeing this, Flynn Hughes was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.
"You guys go talk business, I'll take a walk on the top floor and see if there's anything interesting," Summer Shawcross glanced at the two of them, then continued speaking to Noah Drexler.
It was obvious Flynn Hughes didn't want her overhearing what he was about to say next.
Upon hearing this, Flynn Hughes immediately smiled and kindly stretched out his hand to guide Summer Shawcross.
"The lounge and recreational area are over there on the top floor, along with the tea room."
Summer Shawcross nodded.
