Chapter 1046: Chapter 1046: Let’s Spend Some Time Apart

Summer Sutton suddenly realized that he never seemed to refuse any of her requests.

Even if he may not fully understand her identity.

This man is truly wonderful!

If it weren’t for the fact that she met Adrian Walyon first, Summer Sutton felt that no girl could resist a man like Manuel Ink.

Summer Sutton stared at Manuel Ink absently for quite a while, awkwardly took the phone, and stepped aside to call Watt Bennet.

It was late night in the country at that hour.

Summer Sutton’s call went through, but it was picked up after just one or two rings.

"It’s me..." Not knowing Watt Bennet’s current mood, Summer Sutton was suddenly at a loss for words after the call connected.

The call was answered so quickly, he must have been waiting for her, right?

Watt Bennet seemed to pause for a moment when he heard her voice, then asked steadily, "Where are you?"

"Abroad." Summer Sutton didn’t disclose the specifics.

"Which country?" Watt Bennet pressed on.

Manuel Ink’s phone number is domestic, from Northtown, which puzzled Watt Bennet after Summer Sutton’s words.

"In Euramerica." Summer Sutton was vague.

Euramerica is so vast, her answer was essentially non-informative.

Watt Bennet took a deep breath, suddenly wanting to hit something.

Why does it feel like Summer Sutton doesn’t want him to find her?

"I’m just a bit tired, wanting to find a place to rest for a while. I’m fine and safe, no need to worry about me." To avoid more questions from Watt Bennet, Summer Sutton quickly ended the call with two concise sentences.

She hung up swiftly, not giving time for the person on the other side to speak more.

Watt Bennet listened to the disconnected tone on the other end, feeling somewhat frustrated.

He tried to call back but found the phone was now turned off.

This version of Summer Sutton made him somewhat angry.

Is this her attitude after disappearing without a word for days?

...

The call Summer Sutton just made was mainly to assure Adrian Walyon that she was safe.

After calling back, she felt noticeably relieved.

"Thank you." Returning to the living room, Summer Sutton handed the phone back to Manuel Ink, smiled at him, and went to the garden.

In the garden, the Old Master was driving a golf cart.

The direction he was heading seemed to be towards the airport. Seeing Summer Sutton, he waved from afar, "Want to join? My driving skills are rock-solid and it hasn’t rained today, so nothing will go wrong this time."

Summer Sutton choked a little at his words.

She had experienced his driving skills; even she, someone who loves to exaggerate, couldn’t praise him in this regard.

After his words, Summer Sutton shivered a bit, turned her head, and grabbed Manuel Ink, who was just passing by, "By the way, Manuel, what did you want me to help with earlier?"

She grabbed him urgently, like clutching a lifeline, almost ready to plead pathetically hugging his legs for help.

While continuously tugging at his clothes, she gave him meaningful glances.

Seeing her behavior made Manuel Ink twitch a bit.

Understanding her intention, Manuel Ink walked towards the back of the garden, "The evening primrose on the back hill is blooming, let’s go pick some for medicine!"

"Yes, yes, I’ll go with you!" Summer Sutton walked ahead of him, quickly disappearing from the Old Master’s sight.

She slipped away swiftly, like a fugitive, vanishing in an instant.

Old Master Ink’s lips twitched, expressing particular disdain, "I’m not afraid, so why should you be? So timid at such a young age!"