Assistant Collins looked at Maxim Sinclair, whose face showed an excited expression, and couldn't help but voice his thoughts: "President Sinclair, do you suspect that person is your wife?"
"Ninety percent possibility." Maxim Sinclair tapped the chopsticks in his hand, his tone suddenly turning icy cold, "If it really is Summer Lowell, then Justin Huxley is finished. I will definitely make him wish he were dead."
...
After discussing matters with Tina Huxley and preparing to return to his room, Justin Huxley saw a faint light coming from under Summer Lowell's door as he passed by, so he stepped forward and knocked: "Why haven't you gone to sleep?"
Summer Lowell looked at the well-locked door, feigning a drowsy voice: "I was a bit thirsty and got up to get a drink of water."
"Get some rest early. Your friends will be visiting you tomorrow morning, so you won't want to be too tired then."
