Chapter 369: A Sudden Message
After sleep, Summer’s skin was glowing, her focus on the tie. Sunlight warmed the room. It felt precious.
“Any plans today?” Fraser asked.
“I have meetings at the office,” she said, smoothing his shirt. Summer thought to herself, I am handing over Stewart Mall to a professional manager, planning my post-baby career. “Busy day,” she added.
“Come home early,” he said, ruffling her hair.
“Okay,” she replied.
As he was ready to go, she grabbed his hand. Fraser stood still, turned to Summer with a questioning look. “What’s up?” he asked.
“Good luck today,” she said seriously, looking into Fraser’s deep dark eyes. She thought to herself, Although I believe, with Fraser, there won’t be any problem, I still want to support him.
“I’ll make my Mrs. Graham official,” he promised.
The sun shone on the entire city. A luxurious, limited-edition Ressug-Resemog drove smoothly on the main road of Havenbrook. This car was specially arranged by Fraser for Summer’s daily travel. Summer leaned back in the back seat. Her gaze passed through the car window, staring at the scenery moving backward. She opened her phone and clicked on today’s online headline news.
The news title said, “The eldest granddaughter of Granthera Bank was arrested in public at a charity gala for suspected murder. Reporters gathered at the police station door and got more details. That night, a group of Harper family members and lawyers went to the police station one after another. They offered a high bail to bail out Morgan. The senior inspector accepted an interview and said, ‘To ensure the transparency and fairness of the case, Morgan’s bail is prohibited before the truth is found out.’”
Summer sent the screenshot to Yvette. Yvette quickly replied with a message: “Thumbs up, your man is awesome!”
Summer exited the WhatsApp interface and continued to look down. Soon, she saw another message related to the Graham Group, the financial group conference.
3:30 PM
Chapter 369: A Sudden Message
The entrance of the Graham Group was surrounded by a dense crowd. A male reporter in a white shirt held a microphone. He stood at the forefront of the crowd, reporting live to the camera: “This year is the annual financial group conference of the Graham Group. As the richest in Havenbrook and a listed group in the world, the financial report affects the economic situation of the whole world. Let’s look forward to this year’s financial report of the Graham Group.”
The camera then swept across the entrance of the Graham Group. Luxury cars stopped one after another like a long dragon. Many shareholders began to arrive, their expressions quite serious. Burly bodyguards lined up neatly and kept reporters and media far away to ensure order and safety at the scene. It was clear that today’s financial group conference of the Graham Group was very grand and tense.
Suddenly, a sharp braking sound rang out. The driver, Gabriel, stepped on the accelerator urgently. The Ressug-Resemog stopped abruptly. Summer was looking down at her phone and didn’t notice. A strong force pushed her forward. She almost lost her balance and nearly fell. Gabriel quickly turned his head to look at Summer in the back seat. Fear filled his face.
“Madam, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he said. “Suddenly, a car turned around. I… I didn’t step on the brake on purpose.”
Summer stabilized her body and rubbed her somewhat dizzy head. Fortunately, the quality of the Ressug-Resemog car was good. With such a sudden brake, the movement inside was still relatively stable. Gabriel saw Summer pressing her head. The nearly 50-year-old man was so scared that he almost cried, his eyes red.
“Madam, I have been driving for the Graham family for more than 20 years and have never made such a mistake. It really wasn’t my fault just now. That car somehow overtook us. Madam, can you not fire me?” he said.