After breakfast, Summer Thorne went to work as usual.
Although Timothy York would have preferred she stay home to rest and collect herself, he couldn't help but admire her incredible resilience. In the end, his appreciation won out, and he didn't press the matter.
For Summer Thorne, whether she took time to adjust didn't really matter. It was a foregone conclusion she had long since accepted, and she also knew that Mason Crawford knew everything. The only issue was the unsettling ripples that spread after the water's surface was broken. Beyond that, what real waves could it make?
Unless someone decided to use this to stir up trouble.
'Mason Crawford... Would he do that?'
Summer Thorne's day was relatively peaceful, but a small incident occurred right before closing time. By the time she finished handling it, it was nearly nine o'clock.
At this hour, she should have gone straight home. But after thinking it over, Summer Thorne decided to make a trip to The Carrington Estate.
