The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 482

Once they've arrived home, Charlotte was immediately engulfed in Daisy's embrace. Daisy showered her with kisses. Solomon hugged her and checked if she had lost any weight while asking if she had eaten well over at Athana.

Little Charlotte nodded and took out two gifts from her suitcase. She presented the gifts to them as if she was holding treasure in her hands. With her cute squeaky voice, she said, "This is for grandma, and this is for grandpa."

"Aww, my baby. You even got your grandmother a gift. Come, let me give you more kisses as thank you!"

Summer got herself a cup of warm water and took a seat on the couch. She updated them about Dean's condition, and they felt relieved after hearing that he was getting well.

Summer received a call after dinner. It was from Grace. She had asked for Summer to meet up as they hadn't met in a while.

Daisy did not object her from going. After changing her outfit and grabbing her bag, she waited for Grace i n the lobby of her apartment.

A red BMW was parked by the side of the road. It was

truly eye-catching. She opened the door and saw Sherman in the back seat. They drove away after she got in.

Sherman felt her stomach churn, but she tried to endure it. Summer was not feeling any better as well. She was dizzy from the quick motions, and she leaned against the window.

"Grace, would it kill you to drive slower?! We have a pregnant Sherman on board, ya' know!"

Hearing so, Grace slowed down the car. Later, they arrived at a club. The music was blaring, and the lights, blinding.

It had been quite a while since the trio had hung out a t a place like that. Sherman couldn't drink, and Summer's tolerance was low, so she hadn't dared to drink much. Grace alone had continuously drunk four to five glasses.

When she had gotten drunk, all she said was complaints about Charlie and how he didn't treat her well.

As her rage burnt, she vented all her displeasure. After that, she ran into the dance floor and swayed her body and hips as she danced.

The man froze before smiling lightly. His smile was warm and sweet as he said, "Your response sure is refreshing, miss. Maybe we would meet again someday."

After saying so, he turned around and left gracefully. H e threw the kernels away into the dustbin, and his eyes had flickers of emotions.

Summer's brows furrowed as she stared onto the man's back. She wondered why his face had looked so familiar, 'Where have I seen him before?'

She tried to think, but the memory was foggy. She was sure she had seen his face before, but she couldn't remember where no matter how hard she tried.

And soon, she had forgotten about this occurrence.

It was 10, but Grace had no intention of stopping. Instead, she had danced even harder.

"Are you rushing home?" Summer asked Sherman as she looked at her.