However, this situation had never happened before. Unless something major occurred within the corporation, he wouldn't hurry back so late. After all, even if Noah Drexler doesn't rest, the employees at the company need to rest. They can't possibly keep up with him all the time.
Thinking about this, Summer Shawcross vaguely felt something was off. In her mind, an image of the small wound she noticed on Noah Drexler's arm earlier that evening suddenly surfaced... Somehow, she felt these two things might be connected.
Just as Summer Shawcross was lost in her thoughts, her face growing increasingly concerned, the voice of a servant suddenly sounded beside her.
"Ma'am, would you like me to make a call and ask?"
Hearing the servant's voice pulled Summer Shawcross back to reality. She turned to glance at her, then shook her head.
"No need to trouble yourself, he probably went out for something," she replied.
