Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 127 - 66: No Response for a Long Time

Over the past few days, Artie Vaughn has gathered enough information about The Jilted, Sean Lowell.

Of course, he also saw the dialogue during Gordon Sterling’s live-streamed meal with Catherine Morgan.

But just like when Gordon initially blocked Catherine, Artie would never connect Catherine’s baseless speculations to Master Sean Lowell’s mother.

All of Catherine’s speculations were based on the premise that the bottle of Brunswick Whiskey in the live stream was placed there by Sean to find his mother.

Artie was more aware than anyone else about the origin of that bottle of whiskey.

If it weren’t for her aggressive maneuvering, the Fairmont family whiskey could never have had the slightest connection with The Jilted.

Sometimes, one can’t help but lament how being too close to a situation blinds one to the truth.

Artie’s feelings were a bit complicated; she found it glaring yet felt she shouldn’t have such feelings.

What problem was there with Summer Fairmont curled up on the ground, and Master Sean Lowell finding and picking her up?

Artie slightly calmed her mind and brushed off the glaring sensation from her heart.

However, all of Artie’s efforts became futile in the face of the next, even more glaring action.

This time, the one who stung Artie’s eyes and heart wasn’t Master Sean Lowell, but rather her best friend, Summer Fairmont.

Held protectively in Sean Lowell’s arms, Summer suddenly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was sharp and penetrating, yet she couldn’t see anything clearly.

Summer was just drunk and exhausted from crying, trying to reboot her memory through sleep.

Apart from that, there was nothing physically wrong with her.

The angle of Sean Lowell’s princess carry directly blocked Summer’s view.

Such an embrace was extremely unfamiliar to Summer, as she had never been held like this before.

She was unaccustomed to it and didn’t need it either.

With a bizarre yet swift move, Summer broke free from the unfamiliar embrace. Simultaneously, with a reverse shoulder throw, she directly took Sean Lowell down.

This reflex reaction had been ingrained in Summer since she was around ten years old.

Whenever someone unfamiliar approached her or touched her without her seeing, let alone restricted her movements...

In mere moments, she’d deliver an uncompromising shoulder throw.

Summer’s movements were swift; the entire sequence from breaking free to executing the throw took less than a second.

Following that came a loud crash, and the dust stirred up from the concrete floor lingered for a long while.

The whiskey warehouse, untouched by cleaning for years, let loose a persistent cloud of dust once disturbed.

The dust covering the ground obscured Summer’s vision of the person lying there.

The shoulder throw was just Summer’s first step in defense, to be followed by effectively restricting movement.

Just a second before she stomped down, Summer recognized Sean Lowell’s face.

Right then, Artie’s voice rang out: "Summer, don’t hit Master Sean Lowell, it’s Artie who brought them here to find you."

The Vaughn Siblings arrived at the "brawl scene" at this moment.

Sean Lowell lay unconscious for a few seconds, his sight engulfed in darkness, completely unaware of what had happened.

As he regained his senses, the rising dust choked him into coughing.

It was then that Sean realized he couldn’t move very well.

He felt the authentic sensation of his body being in pieces.

Summer’s earlier shoulder throw was instinctive self-defense; there was no way she could have controlled her strength under such circumstances.

With her full force behind the throw, even a slight cough became a luxury for Sean.

But holding back the coughs caused by the overwhelming dust wasn’t something within his control.

Sean lay on the ground, in a greatly uncomfortable posture, in a deeply dazed state.

Leo Vaughn and Artie arrived in time, naturally intending to check on Sean’s condition, but were blocked by Summer, one hand holding each back.

"Summer, please don’t be like this. Master Sean Lowell truly meant no harm," Artie pleaded on behalf of the boy she liked.

She disliked Sean’s princess carry on Summer and disliked even more Summer resorting to violence, and so ruthlessly at that.

Being the furthest away, Gordon Sterling was the last to reach Sean, using his clothes to cover Sean’s mouth and nose to help stop the coughing.

An artist injured, his manager could not help but be furious.

Yet the person who injured his artist wasn’t someone this manager could afford to offend.