Summer Shawcross's words had just been spoken when Mr. Drexler and the woman beside him instantly turned pale.
"Sorry, Mrs. Drexler, we have something to attend to, so we'll be leaving now." Mr. Drexler bowed his head towards Summer Shawcross and then turned to leave.
"Honey, wait for me..." The woman quickly turned, following after him.
Watching the two leave, Summer Shawcross couldn't help but shake her head.
"Ah... Was that woman the mistress?" At this moment, Katherine Irving's surprisingly disdainful voice suddenly rang out beside Summer Shawcross.
Just as Summer Shawcross was about to respond, a hurried figure suddenly dashed past and accidentally bumped into her arm.
The baby clothes that Summer Shawcross was holding dropped to the ground.
"Sorry, sorry!" a flustered voice sounded, and the woman wearing sunglasses in front of her hurriedly bent down, picked up the clothes from the ground, returned them to her, and continued to apologize.
