"Ma'am, please don't tease the young master. When he was little, he was chased and bitten by several big dogs..."
After hearing the butler's words, Summer Shawcross revealed a surprised expression on her face.
"Noah Drexler was bitten by dogs?" So that's why he hates dogs now?
For some reason, the image of Noah Drexler being bitten by dogs flashed in her mind, and Summer Shawcross found it somewhat amusing.
Just as she was about to ask the butler something else, a cold glare suddenly shot over, causing the butler to shut his mouth immediately, stand up unexpectedly, regain his serious demeanor, and begin to speak.
"I need to check if dinner is ready in the kitchen, and have the chef prepare something for it today as well."
As soon as he finished speaking, the butler quickly turned around and left the hall, running towards the kitchen.
Summer Shawcross watched the butler's hurried departure and couldn't help but express her thoughts.
"The butler seems quite robust lately."
