Chapter 42

The fact was that Eason was not the least bit interested in Summer. Summer didn't turn him on.

When he went downstairs, Summer was already setting the breakfast table. She turned and smiled as soon as she saw him. "Mr. Lavigne, breakfast is ready."

Eason glanced at the table and then sat down. "Did you make all this?"

"Yes. I saw some ingredients in the fridge, so I whipped something up. I hope it suits Mrs. Lavigne Senior's taste and yours," Summer said, handing him the cutlery.

Eason took a few bites. "It tastes good."

Summer beamed at the compliment, but her smile quickly faded when she noticed Laura approaching.

Eason had only eaten a few bites before putting down his fork. "I'll head to the office now. I'll be back late tonight."

Summer followed him to the foyer. "Can I go with you?"

Eason looked at her. "You've already resigned. It's best if you don't come to the office."

"But I'm afraid Mrs. Lavigne Senior won't like me," Summer said. In reality, she found Laura difficu