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Summer Sweetheart novel Chapter 366

Jessica glanced at the kitchen and said, "I'll go help Summer. You stay here. Don't make any trouble."

Hearing her warning, Carl was rather awkward. After finished speaking, Jessica walked toward the kitchen, leaving him alone in the hall.

In the kitchen, Summer was washing vegetables.

Hearing someone coming in, she turned around and saw Jessica. "Miss Jessica, why do you come in?"

Jessica curled her lips and said, "You used to call me Jessica...."

Summer looked at her with an apologetic expression.

Seeing her like this, Jessica said at once, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll help you wash the vegetables."

"No necessary. I can do it myself...."

"It'll be faster. I'm so hungry."

Summer finished cooking and served the dishes on the table. Just as she was about to eat with them, she heard the sound of the door opening.

She tilted her head to look at the door and saw that Stanley had changed his shoes and was walking towards the dining room.

He was still holding the car keys in his hand. When he looked up and saw the three people inside, he was obviously shocked.

But he quickly returned to normal.

His gaze swept past Jessica and Carl, and finally landed on Summer's face. With a faint smile, he said gently, "There are guests at home?"

These words sounded very intimate.

"Yes." Summer stood up and asked, "Why are you back?"

Stanley only smiled at her and did not explain.

He walked to Summer and said, "Why not introduce your friends to me?"

Summer glanced at him and then turned to look at Jessica, "This is Jessica."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Jessica. I'm Stanley." Stanley stretched out his hand towards Jessica with an appropriate smile on his face.

Jessica stretched out her hand and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Stanley."

As she spoke, she quietly peered at Stanley.

He wasn't as handsome as Leonardo, but he looked very kind and should be a person with a good temperament.

It was too difficult to be like Leonardo.

But Stanley took care of Summer for three years, which was not something an ordinary man could do.

Stanley nodded slightly and looked at Carl, "Mr. Carl is also here."

Carl glanced at the hand Stanley had just shook with Jessica and raised his eyebrows. His tone was not very friendly. "Yes. Am I not welcome here, Mr. Stanley?"

"You are Summer's friend. Of course, you are a welcome guest." Stanley looked down at Summer with a calm expression.

Summer sensed the hostile atmosphere, so she asked Stanley, "You haven't eaten, right? Let me serve you some rice."

"I'll go and get it myself." Stanley stretched out his hand and gently pressed on Summer's shoulder. He turned around and went to the kitchen.

As soon as Stanley left, Jessica kicked Carl under the table.

Carl gasped in pain.

When he looked back at Jessica, Jessica was glaring at him.

Carl immediately stopped saying anything.

Just as Jessica finished speaking, Stanley walked out of the kitchen.

As soon as Jessica and Carl saw him come out, they sat upright and shut their mouths tightly.

"Are Miss Jessica and Mr. Carl busy at work?" Stanley calmly walked over to them. From his expression, they could not tell if he heard their conversation just now.

Everyone was smart. Stanley didn't say anything rude, but in fact, he was asking them to leave politely.

"I'm a little busy. I am just about to leave." Jessica immediately stood up.

Stanley heard this and said, "I'll send you off."

"Are you leaving?" Summer, who was coming out of the kitchen following Stanley, happened to hear their conversation.

"Yes." Jessica stood up and walked to Summer. "Give me your phone number. We could hang out sometime."

Jessica exchanged phone numbers with Summer and walked outside.

Summer accompanied them to the door where she was stopped by Jessica. "You stay inside. With Mr. Stanley sending us off, it's fine. I'll come to see you next time. Goodbye."

The moment the door was closed, the expressions of the three people standing at the door changed subtly.

They entered the elevator together.

Jessica looked at the changing numbers and said with a rare seriousness, "How did Mr. Stanley get to know Summer?"

She had just noticed that the clothes Stanley was wearing were a low-key brand from abroad. The watch on his wrist was also a limited edition. It didn't seem like he was short of money. He seemed to have a calm aura and rich life experience.

Even if Jessica was used to seeing wealthy men and celebrities, she would take a few more glances at a man like Stanley.

She had known Summer for so many years, and she knew Summer's circle very well. She had never seen someone like Stanley before.

The expression on Stanley's face did not change. He said indifferently, "I knew her earlier than Miss Jessica."

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