Speaking of this, memories came back to Summer.
"It’s all good now, Jessica. What had troubled me then didn't trouble me anymore."
"You can't forget it!" Jessica poked Summer's head with a finger, "Anyway, keep an eye on Kate. I
should go. Bye!"
"Drive safe!"
Jessica pivoted around and walked backwards, "Get it! If married women are so sentimental, I won't
get married for the rest of my life!"
Summer smiled to her until Jessica's car disappeared in the darkness.
Stanley was capable of pretty much everything, and he would use everything and everyone that could
be helpful.
Summer was afraid that one day Stanley would take Jessica hostage as a threat for her.
Therefore, she'd better avoid contacting Jessica.
Apart from what Stanley did behind everyone's back, he had an incomparable face and temperament.
As a distinguished professor in the college, he was undoubtedly a pleasing sight among middle-aged
bald professors.
As a result, Stanley became a celebrity.
When Summer worked outside and ate out, she would occasionally hear young girls talking about him,
the distinguished professor of psychology at Z University.
Stanley really had a way of gaining supports.
It was not hard to understand.
Summer remembered that when she was in vegetable state, Stanley had taken care of her for three
years in order to gain her trust.
His willpower wormed his way in Summer's mind.
That Stanley becoming famous had nothing to do with Summer.
However, she forgot that people liked scandals of famous people.
"He’s so handsome, especially when he was teaching!"
"He is such an expert!"
"I wonder who will be so lucky to become his wife, and I feel so jealous of her!"
When Summer had lunch in a restaurant, the girls at next table kept discussing about Stanley.
Would they still be crazy about him if they knew that Stanley was a piece of trash that even wouldn't let
go of a child?
Summer sneered and called the waiter, "Can I get the check please?"
When she went out, two young girls walked from the opposite.
For some unknown reason, they kept staring at her.
When she walked farther and turned around, she found the girls still looking and gesturing in her
direction.
Summer frowned slightly and got on a quicker pace to Eliza's studio.
"Ms. Summer..."
When she entered, the staff greeted her. She looked like she wanted to say something, but words just
wouldn't come out of her mouth.
Summer stopped and asked her, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this? Do you have
something to say?"
She shook her head, "Why don't you go online and take a look?"
Summer fished for her phone while walking towards Eliza's office.
Eliza went out for a meeting this morning and she hasn't come back yet. But Summer could enter her
office as she wanted.
Summer walked in, sat on the sofa, and took out her phone to check.
She saw what the staff was referring to on a local entertainment newspaper.
"Unbelievable! Professor Bates' girlfriend was her!"
With such an uproarious title, this article had been viewed millions of times, and the comments had
also exceeded tens of thousands.
Summer checked the data before reading the article.
Well, well, well. There was no need to read the article. Only the picture at the front was enough for the
viewers to employ their imaginations.
In the picture Stanley and she were having dinner at a restaurant a few days ago.
Summer had been blocked and photographed by the paparazzi before. So, she was somewhat
sensitive to the camera.
But that day when she had dinner with Stanley, she didn't feel being photographed.
Moreover, the picture was rather clear.
Summer tightened the grip of her phone, then she called Stanley.
As if he was waiting for her phone call, Stanley picked it up soon.
"Summer." His voice was gentle, but scary to Summer.
Summer wasn't that polite. "Stanley, what do you mean? I saw the news! You asked someone to take
pictures of us on purpose, didn't you?" Summer asked.
"You are so smart! You know it is me right away." Stanley's tone sounded somewhat relieved.
Summer clenched her teeth in anger, "You'd better clarify it right now!"
"Are you ordering me?" Stanley said leisurely, but Summer could sense the hidden anger.
Just as Summer was about to speak again, she heard the door open behind her.
"Whatever." She then hung up.
Summer clenched her phone tightly and took a deep breath to calm herself and then turned around.
Eliza was just pushed in. Her eyes stopped on Summer's face for a few seconds. "What happened?
You look like crap."
As she spoke, she walked to her desk and sat down. Then she called her assistant for a cup of coffee.
After the assistant went out, Summer sat down in the chair opposite to Eliza's desk.
Eliza took a sip of coffee and turned on her computer while talking to Summer, "There's an event
tomorrow night. Come with me."
The next second, she spat the coffee out. She almost choked on the coffee.
Her eyes were streaming. She covered her nose and said anxiously, "Tissue. Give me some tissue
please!"
Summer knew what Eliza saw. Her reaction was just natural.
Shaking her head, she threw the whole tissue box in front of Eliza.
It took Eliza a while to calm down.
Eliza turned the laptop over to Summer and said, "Tell me, what happened between you and this
professor? You never fail to surprise me! You've only been back for a few days! I think being a
scriptwriter isn't enough for you, why don't you consider being an actress?"
Summer glared at her, "Don't kid me."
"No actress? Alright, what about going to the variety shows, either on TV or on the Internet? You can
earn a lot." Eliza sounded like she took it seriously.
Seeing that Summer was still gloomy, Eliza stopped joking.
Eliza got it all professional. "Do you want me to settle this situation?"
"No, thanks. I'll call it a day." After that, Summer picked up her bag and walked out.
Eliza reminded her, "Hey, don't forget the event tomorrow night!"
"Alright!"
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