The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 316

"I came here to sign a contract.” Mark appeared calm, his lips sharp. He glanced at Summer with his

deep black eyes.

He then looked at Charlotte, staring fixedly at her. It was not after a long while his lips moved. "Whose

child is this?”

He felt the child looked like Summer and him.

Summer looked calm, rational, without a trace of panic. "She is my brother’s child."

Only she knew how hard her heart was pounding right now.

"Really?” His eyes glanced at her with a lukewarm expression, and then again, he stared at Charlotte,

who was enjoying her cotton candy. His stony expression had a trace of gentleness. "What is her

name?”

"Charlotte Hart." Summer sounded indifferent.

"Let me carry her for a while.” Mark reached out his arms.

But for some reason, Charlotte resented. She writhed i n Jazz's arm and turned her back to Mark.

Her two small hands wrapped around Jazz's neck, her

chin resting on his shoulder. She continued to lick the cotton candy.

Mark’s hands were in the air. He frowned, narrowing his eyes as he stared at Charlotte in

disappointment.

Jazz chuckled, his charming eyes turning upward. "I didn't expect that someone as charming and

popular a s my brother would be rejected by Charlotte."

Mark stayed silent.

"I am hungry, Uncle Handsome," Charlotte said.

Jazz glanced down at the time. "It is half-past one. No wonder Charlotte was hungry. It is time for lunch.

Would you like to join us for lunch, Mark?"

Mark swallowed before a deep voice laced with meaning flowed out of his throat. "Why not?”

Jazz was startled, while Summer's eyebrows were knitted together inconspicuously.

He was just trying to be polite, thinking that Mark would decline as his staff was waiting behind him.

He did not expect that Mark would accept the invitation.

Jazz regretted it and kicked himself for making the blunder. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

At first, Summer also thought Mark would decline. But it turned out to be not what she thought. She

was now nervous again.

Mark glanced at the two of them and seemed to have seen something. He did not expose them.

Instead, he turned around and said something to his staff with a serious look.

Summer and Jazz exchanged a look with each other. They both frowned.

Charlotte preferred fish, so Summer chose a restaurant that served fish and chips.

They came into a restaurant, and Summer took Charlotte from Jazz. "I am taking Charlotte to the

washroom. You guys take a seat."

Jazz nodded, while Mark walked towards a private box.

Inside the washroom, Summer washed Charlotte's hands and told her, "Charlotte, when we get out

there again, can you please address me as Aunt, not Mommy, in front of that gentleman?"