The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 297

Hanging up the phone, Summer stood up from the sofa and picked up her handbag. "Mom, I am going

out."

"I will go with you." While speaking, Daisy quickly took off her apron. She was worried to see her going

out alone.

"Mom, I am just going to get some things. I will be back soon and nothing will happen." She comforted All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Daisy.

"Then let your dad accompany you. He is just idling and playing chess at home, anyway."

Summer shook her head to decline, and walked out of the room.

Seeing her daughter disappearing from her sight, Daisy felt bad for her. As if thinking of something, she

sternly warned Amara and Solomon in the room," Never mention Mark and the Valentines in front of me

again!"

For as much as how shocked, angry, and disbelieving she was when she learned about Summer’s

divorce, she was relieved upon knowing the truth of the entire matter.

After all, Mark was not the man her daughter loved. It

was alright to divorce. The worst thing was to keep repeating the same mistake until she could not

extricate herself.

Amara shrugged as if saying, "What is the big deal." She just felt that giving up a large chunk of money

was a shame.

At Blue Bay Cafe, Summer was waiting for Maria, but i t was Yvette who came.

She wanted to leave, but when she saw the box in Yvette's hand, she changed her mind and sat there,

waiting for Yvette to approach.

Seeing Summer's expression, anger brewed inside of her. Now that Summer and Mark had divorced,

what else was she proud of?

Yvette threw the box on the coffee table with a bang.

Ignoring her, Summer got up and picked up the box to leave.

Yvette's anger turned into fury. She stood in Summer’s way. Summer frowned and looked at her

impatiently." Anything else?"

Looking at her with cold eyes, Yvette took out a bank check from the pouch she carried with her and

arrogantly placed it in front of Summer. "Name your price."

Perplexed, Summer stared at her actions coldly. "What do you mean?"

"Mark has a great heart. He asked me to give you this check. Of course, you may fill in the amount as

much a s you like."

Was Mark great-hearted, or just deliberately mocking her?

Looking away, Summer pushed the check back expressionlessly. "Please tell him, I don’t need it."

Yvette let out a sneer.

"We, the Valentines, have shortchanged no one. You might disgust me very much, but I will not let

outsiders say that we have mistreated you. My patience and time are running out, and I don’t have time

to play games here. Write the amount down now. Otherwise, you will regret it after I leave."