CHAPTER 54: CHAPTER 54: A NIGHT OF SPRING IS WORTH A THOUSAND GOLD

Summer Monroe once again refused, "It’s not about being disturbed or not, it’s... as you know my skills, I can protect myself. Rather, it’s you; being out so late might get you in trouble again."

Julian Kingston scratched his head again, explaining with some embarrassment, "No, last time we were ambushed. I had been injected and had no strength... Besides, this is our home turf; that won’t happen here."

Seeing Julian’s determination, Summer had no choice but to nod, "Alright then, just see me to the gate of the neighborhood, I can catch a cab myself."

Julian nodded enthusiastically, "Okay!"

The two walked one after the other to the neighborhood’s entrance, coincidentally, there was a taxi there. After Summer got in, Julian quickly paid the fare for her, instructing the driver to drive carefully.

The driver uncle chuckled, "Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your girlfriend gets home safely."

"Not a girlfriend..."

"Not a girlfriend..."

They both spoke at the same time.

Only, one was frowning, while the other seemed quite pleased.

The driver only noticed Julian’s expression, chuckled twice, shrugged, and pressed the gas pedal, driving off.

Ah, these young people nowadays, always saying one thing and meaning another!

On the road, as the car passed under the streetlights one by one, contrastingly illuminating Summer Monroe’s elegant face on and off, like a goddess about to ascend at any moment.

She was pondering why Stella Monroe went into that villa.

Just then, her phone suddenly rang; it was a call from her assistant.

Summer quickly answered, and from the other end came the respectful voice of her assistant, "Miss, it’s been found out. The homeowner’s name is Felix Jennings."

"Felix Jennings? Isn’t he the man managing Stella Monroe’s overseas assets?"

"Yes, miss. Moreover, I’ve found records showing he and Stella Monroe have frequently booked hotel rooms together, and this villa was only recently purchased."

Hotel records...

Summer’s eyes brightened.

It seems Stella Monroe has handed over her own leverage to Summer!

Sure enough, love makes you foolish. Stella Monroe is still seeing Felix Jennings at such a critical time, truly losing her usual prudence.

The assistant continued, "Also, the one investigating your identity in the countryside, and sending people to chase you on the cruise, was Felix Jennings too."

Slowly clenching the phone in her hand, Summer’s voice turned as cold as snow, "I understand. I need to know more about Felix Jennings; go check it out. Leave no stone unturned."

"Yes!"

The assistant hung up, and Summer placed her hand on the car window, a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes remained cold.

Inside the villa.

As soon as Stella Monroe walked in, she was embraced warmly by a shirtless man.

"Oh..."

Startled, Stella was immediately lifted by the man’s hand, her entire being pressed against the wall.

"Stella..." a low voice called, followed by a flood of passionate kisses.

The two kissed deeply, and soon both were breathless.

Some things were poised on the brink.

But as soon as Stella realized she had unknowingly been undressed, she jolted from the tenderness, reaching out to push Felix Jennings away, saying, "Don’t rush, first tell me what you’ve found."

With a scar on his brow, Felix Jennings paid no heed, directly sweeping Stella into his arms, heading to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Ah—" With a scream, Stella was tossed onto the bed by Felix Jennings.

"Every moment of the night is precious; let’s finish our business first, then talk about other things."