CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: ESPECIALLY CONCERNED ABOUT HER

The owner of the castle, is he the man I met last night?

At the same time Summer Monroe was stunned, Julian Kingston also saw her face. His dark eyebrows immediately raised, and his originally fierce-looking handsome face softened immediately.

He walked up pleasantly surprised to greet her, "SAN? How come it’s..."

Summer quickly reached out her hand to Julian, a step ahead of him, "Hello, my name is Summer Monroe."

She didn’t want anyone to know that she had stayed abroad previously, and that she was also called "SAN."

Julian looked at Summer in disbelief, seeing Summer frowning at him and gently shaking her head. He immediately understood, and changed his words, "Hello, hello, my name is Julian Kingston. Just now you looked like a friend I met abroad, I almost mistook you, sorry."

As he spoke, he held Summer’s hand, and the two shook hands as if meeting for the first time.

Summer smiled faintly, "It’s nothing, I have a pretty common face, so it’s normal to mistake me for someone else. Sorry to bother you; I was late for the shoot for some reasons."

"No worries, no worries! Today is all yours. By the way, if you like it here, feel free to stay a few extra days... or as long as you want."

"No need... I have a home."

Though that home is cold, filled with traps...

Damian Knight, observing their interaction, immediately frowned, feeling displeased.

He walked forward with a sullen face and stood between the two, saying, "A friend you met abroad? I thought you didn’t have any female friends?"

Julian glanced at Damian and explained, "It’s a business partner, just looks a lot like Miss Monroe."

Damian looked Julian deeply in the eye and said coldly, "Come on, that kind of chatting up style is outdated. Besides, don’t get any ideas; the contract clearly states that during the partnership, the spokesperson is not allowed to date."

Summer was taken aback, "The contract states that?"

"No, it doesn’t," Damian tilted his chin up, "But I intend to add it. Your image is the image of the Midnight Coffee House, so you’re not allowed to engage in any messy romances that might affect the Midnight Coffee House’s image."

"This is a tyrannical contract..."

Damian stated bluntly, "You just spoke about bothering others, if you’re aware of that, hurry up and start the shoot, don’t waste time."

Summer was confused; why did this person get angry out of the blue?

She found she really couldn’t understand Damian Knight; his mood changes were just like flipping a book.

"Then I’ll go for the shoot now." Summer walked a couple of steps, then turned back, a bit annoyed, and directly threw the coat from her shoulders back into Damian’s hands, before nervously following the timid assistant into the castle for the shoot.

Damian tightened his grip on the coat, lifted his foot, and was about to follow.

However, the next moment, his path was blocked by Julian.

Damian raised his eyebrows at Julian, "Anything else?"

Damian’s impatience and urgency were evident in his eyes.

What was he anxious about?

Julian silently paused for two seconds and asked, "Damian, is there something you haven’t told us?"

Damian frowned, seriously scrutinized Julian for a moment, then squinted and said, "Shouldn’t I be the one to ask you that? Aren’t you the one who always thought women were the most troublesome? Why are you proactively chatting up someone today?"

Julian shook his head and denied, "I told you, I wasn’t chatting up anyone, just mistook someone. On the contrary, aren’t you the one who thinks women are most troublesome? Why are you particularly attentive to Miss Monroe today?"

Damian’s throat rolled briefly, his breath slightly constrained for a moment.