"What did you talk about with your good buddy?" Summer Lowell looked at him with a wary expression, "And why didn't you let Vivian stay? Clearly, there are so many rooms in this mansion."
"Why are you getting upset all of a sudden?" Maxim Sinclair took Summer's hand and led the reluctant person outside the conservatory. "You saw during dinner. Dr. Sullivan and Charles Jenson clearly have an unusual relationship. Charles also told me he's pursuing Dr. Sullivan now. Maybe he's planning a surprise for her tonight, so when he saw you asking her to stay, he got anxious."
"What you say does make some sense, but why don't I believe it?" Summer still looked suspicious. "You and your President Jennings, you two are just birds of a feather."
"You can judge however you like," Maxim Sinclair seemed indifferent. "Anyway, I haven't been a good guy in front of you for a long time; it doesn't matter anymore!"
Somehow, this sentence hit Summer's funny bone.
