Halfway through reading the message, Elliana Lyle suddenly sat up in bed, squinting slightly to see more clearly. Clearly, she wasn’t mistaken. Without thinking much, she directly dialed a video call. The ring lasted until the final prompt that the other party might be unavailable, yet Summer Hue didn’t answer. After it automatically hung up, she considered calling again when a message from Summer Hue popped up in the chat bar. Summer Hue: "Cousin, I’m driving, and I want to be quiet for a while. Don’t worry about me. Could you let Zane Bennett know?" Seeing this, Elliana decided against calling again. Driving was just an excuse; picking up the phone was way easier than typing. Perhaps she didn’t want to answer her call. She found out yesterday that the two had argued, thought things would be better today, but didn’t expect that they needed to separate to cool off. Whatever the issue was, she couldn’t guess. But the couple’s affairs were not for her to meddle in. Her position was indeed awkward, as Zane’s sister-in-law and Summer’s cousin. She played the role of a middle person. Which was why this message task fell into her lap. She rubbed her heavy head and sighed deeply at her phone screen. Peaches: "Okay, I’ll let him know. Where are you? Don’t wander around alone." Summer Hue: "I’m just going to stay by the seaside for a while and I’ll be back soon. By then, I’ll bring you some shells back, cousin." This was as good as saying nothing. There are so many seasides in the country, at least there should be a name, or maybe a foreign seaside. But she understood why Summer said this: firstly, to reassure her, and secondly, to keep her specific whereabouts undisclosed. Probably worried she would tell Zane Bennett. Peaches: "Alright then, take care and drive safely, look after yourself and eat well once you get there." Peaches: "Remember to call me when you arrive." After a bunch of nagging, Summer Hue sent back an OK cat emoji. Seems like nothing serious would happen, after all Summer was a cheerful girl from childhood. She remembered when Summer failed her math and was fed bamboo shoot stir-fry by her aunt. Crying her heart out, she was right there to witness that aftermath, blurting out words before taking them back. She asked if Summer wanted to eat spicy hotpot at the stall. Summer paused in surprise, and her cries stopped. In high school, Summer suffered a heartbreak, seemed like a cyber romance, a first love, met through games, even swore to marry. After crying, she took her out to eat hotpot. Spent over three thousand on beef tripe, when one serving cost sixty bucks. A girl whose mood could be cured by food, so she wasn’t particularly worried. She still found Zane Bennett’s character decent, unlikely to do anything outrageous. Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 Thinking so, she already opened Zane’s chat window. Peaches: "Summer said she wants to be alone for a while, asked me to let you know." Shortly after sending it, he began typing but then stopped midway. Several minutes passed as she waited for Zane Bennett to reply. Just as she considered sending another message, he finally messaged. Zane Bennett: "Did she tell you anything? Where did she go, where is she now?" Three questions all at once, enough to show Zane’s anxiety. But these questions were beyond her answering. Peaches: "I don’t know either, Summer mentioned going to the beach." Zane Bennett: "Got it, she now refuses to reply to me. Sis-in-law, let her know, I, Zane Bennett, won’t marry anyone else but her in this lifetime." For some unknown reason, upon seeing this message, Elliana broke into an auntie smile. The true essence of humans is shipping couples, right? With three fingers, she swiped across the screen, captured the chat. Then sent the screenshot to Summer Hue. The other side was typing... Summer Hue: "I know, I saw the messages he sent me. I just haven’t figured some things out." Summer Hue: "Don’t worry about us, cousin. There’s no big issue. You and my brother-in-law take care." ―――North City Summerworth Computer Systems Co. This is the company supported by Norman Bennett for Zane Bennett and Summer Hue to start. Now Zane Bennett is the CEO, Summer Hue is the deputy, and Elliana Lyle is the largest shareholder in Summerworth Co. with thirty percent of the shares. Melody Harmony Group holds ten percent. The remainder is split equally between Zane Bennett and Summer Hue. The company isn’t public yet, everything is being prepared, and the game is still in beta testing. Zane Bennett sits alone in the office, holding his head with both hands, elbows propped as he feels drained. Seems like there’s no motivation, nothing to lift his spirits, not even wanting to manage the company. Though the company is mostly running smoothly now, the love of his life left at this time. Despite Summer Hue not mentioning breaking up again, he knew it’s pretty much a long shot. He really didn’t mind what happened that day, only cared about her, it’s about her as a person, he didn’t care about anything else, just wanted Summer Hue. He also understood Summer Hue’s character, strong-willed and heavy dignity, hence he didn’t dare say or touch her sore spots. But the more , seemingly the more distance grows between them. At this moment, his phone sounded, buried his head between his arms, not intending to respond. Only after four or five rings did he slowly lift his head, frowned, and unlocked the black screen phone. The screen lit up displaying several messages labeled with "Baby," along with a picture. Without opening the picture, he didn’t know what Summer Hue sent. His heart sank, nervously unlocked the screen, and finally opened WeChat. Baby: "I know, I love you too." Baby: "I just want to be alone for a bit." Baby: "Take good care of our company, let me slack off a bit." The last picture was a dynamic emoji meaning love you. After reading these messages, he felt relieved, like a strong light piercing through the cloud, instantly dispelling all the haze. Ready to reply, Elliana suddenly called. Had to answer first, return to messaging later. "Hey, what’s up brat?" Maybe feeling better, blurted out easily. This nickname was more natural to him, used since childhood. Soon, Elliana’s serious voice came from the other end: "Big Genius, if you call me brat again, I’ll tell your brother, no wait! I’ll tell Summer you’re disrespecting me." Indeed, he bit his weak point. Quickly conceded: "Sis-in-law, what brings you calling?" "I just got news that I actually own thirty percent of your company shares, could I really have that much?" Elliana herself couldn’t believe it, after all, she didn’t invest much money.