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Chapter 2103: Spencer Entered Summer's Room Again

Spencer stood calmly outside the door, his inner strength evident as long as she didn't close the door immediately, he could look at her for another second. At this moment, Summer wouldn't close the door. She saw something in Spencer's eyes and expression. "Come in," she said, turning to walk toward the sofa, taking a couple of bites from the peach in her hand. It tasted good, but her mood was far from pleasant. Why was he doing this? How did he know she didn't want to buy a house? She hadn't shown any signs. Could he read minds? That would be terrifying.

Spencer watched her back from outside the door, a smile involuntarily appearing on his lips. He felt happy inside. He stepped in and closed the door behind him, feeling a sense of familiarity as if entering his own home. He wondered how interesting it would be if Rupert Brightwood's parents came over again. He felt a bit mischievous.

Summer thought about the strange events at the sales office today and sat down on the sofa, looking up at him. "Was it your doing?" she asked, already certain. Spencer stopped in front of the coffee table, meeting her gaze as she took bite after bite of the peach. Seeing that she wasn't angry, he pondered her thoughts. "Admit it, what's wrong?" Summer teased slightly. "You can admit to beating up Angel, which is illegal, but can't admit to this little prank?" "Uh..." Spencer coughed lightly into his fist, feeling a bit embarrassed by her words. He then put his hand into his pocket. "Yeah... I admit it. Yes, it was me." Summer should have thanked him, but she didn't say anything. She just felt uneasy; he was helping her, but how did he know what she was thinking? Spencer also saw her confusion. How did he know she didn't want to buy a house? Or rather, why didn't he want her to buy one? How did he figure it out? "Why did you do it?" Summer asked seriously while eating the peach. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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paying market price." Summer was half-convinced by what he said. It sounded

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