CHAPTER 177: CHAPTER 177: DON’T YOU REMEMBER ME?

Summer Monroe’s eyelashes fluttered twice, then she pointed expressionlessly in one direction: "Looking at today’s live stream data in that room."

"Oh, okay, thanks." Willow Grant smiled slightly, revealing dimples on her cheeks, making her look even sweeter.

She nonchalantly tidied up the stray hair on her forehead before lifting her foot toward the room Summer Monroe had pointed to.

Summer Monroe’s gaze instinctively followed the girl until she walked into the room.

"Miss Sadie? Miss Sadie?"

The assistant’s voice rang in her ears.

Summer Monroe snapped back to reality and turned to ask the assistant, "What’s up?"

The assistant asked curiously, "Miss Sadie, what’s wrong? You look so absent-minded. I called you several times, but you didn’t hear me."

Summer Monroe said guiltily, "Maybe it’s the pressure from the live stream. Do you need something from me?"

The assistant shook their head and said, "Nothing, the filming is completely finished. We probably won’t see each other again after this, so I’m here to say goodbye."

The assistant was very sincere to Summer Monroe, and she felt a reluctance in her heart, saying, "Although we won’t have the chance to work together in the future, we can still meet up often in private."

"Okay, it’s a deal then! Let’s make a pinky promise!" The assistant extended their right hand’s index finger, actively hooking it with Summer Monroe’s finger.

The two shared a smile, both feeling a profound sense of reluctance.

...

In the room where Damian Knight was.

The person in charge of the entire Midnight Coffee House project happily reported to Damian Knight: "This live stream got an especially great response. All the 20% off coffee vouchers we offered have sold out. We anticipate that when we officially open tomorrow, all stores will see a surge in customer flow."

"Hmm," Damian Knight replied coolly, "The promotion part went well; how to retain customers afterward is up to the sales department. Make sure to guarantee quality; profits come last."

"Understood! I’ll pass down the message to ensure quality control on every coffee and sweet we sell."

The two were chatting when suddenly the door was pushed open, and a timid yet sweet voice came through: "Excuse me... is Damian Knight here?"

Everyone in the room, including Damian Knight, turned to look at the door.

Willow Grant also saw Damian Knight, and even though it was only their second meeting, she couldn’t help but be attracted to his handsome and noble appearance.

Her heart involuntarily began to race. Shyly, she looked down and said, "Damian Knight, I-I brought you some sweets, would you like to try them?"

After speaking, Willow Grant only felt her heart beating faster.

Except for during the college entrance exam, she had never been this nervous.

She feared Damian Knight would refuse her, and was just about to explain that Mrs. Stone had sent her when she heard Damian Knight coldly ask, "Who are you?"

Willow Grant’s spine stiffened, staring at Damian Knight in disbelief.

He actually... did not... re-member her?!

Willow Grant felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation surged within her, making her bite her lip in grievance.

Seeing Damian Knight’s attitude, Assistant Shelton walked toward Willow Grant and said, "Miss, unauthorized personnel cannot enter this room, please leave."

Indeed feeling humiliated, Willow Grant’s face blushed down to her neck.

She bit her lip hard, then suddenly released it, plucking up the courage to say, "I’m not unauthorized. I-I am currently living with the Knight Family. Damian Knight, Mrs. Stone asked me to bring these sweets. Don’t you remember me?"

"Oh, it’s you." Damian Knight appeared to have a sudden realization.