Chapter 709: Already Worn Out?

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly pierced the air, and the anger on Silas Drexler’s face disappeared without a trace, replaced by an expression twisted with pain!

Noah Drexler glanced at him coldly, then released his hand, speaking with a hint of anger.

"If you don’t want to die, get lost!"

"My hand!" Silas Drexler clutched his wrist in pain, while a relative hurried over to support him.

At this moment, an elderly man stepped out from the crowd, smiling as he tried to mediate.

"Let it go, let it go, it’s just a misunderstanding. Mr. Drexler must have his reasons for this. Besides, giving The Drexler Family to the young mistress is the same as giving it to the young master, right? The Drexler Family will surely prosper in the future!"

Listening to these words, Noah Drexler’s expression remained stern, showing little reaction.

But next to him, Summer Shawcross was disgusted by their hypocrisy.

Just now, when Silas Drexler came to give her trouble, not one of these so-called relatives spoke up for her. They all hid behind Silas, hoping he could get them some benefits...

But now, seeing Noah Drexler’s anger, they’re all terrified, suddenly cowering.

In her heart, she felt only endless disdain.

At this moment, Sean Morgan and Butler Ye also approached.

Sean Morgan extended his hand toward the crowd, gesturing politely.

"Our lady doesn’t like noise. Everyone, please!"

Seeing even Noah Drexler’s bodyguard Sean Morgan stepping in, the crowd sighed and supported Silas Drexler as they left in disgrace.

As those relatives finally left, the once noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

Looking at the deserted hall, where she was once full of momentum, Summer Shawcross suddenly sighed.

Her sigh caught the attention of Noah Drexler, who turned his gaze towards her.

After staring at her for a few seconds, a teasing look appeared in his dark eyes.

"Weren’t you aiming to be a rich woman? Tired already?" he asked deliberately, narrowing his eyes, as he lifted his arm, pulling her by the waist next to him.

He wished she could understand that being a rich woman was much harder than being Mrs. Drexler.

If she gave up on The Drexler Family now, it would still be in time.

Hearing his voice, Summer turned her head.

"I’m not tired." She looked at him, suddenly saying.

Hearing this, Noah Drexler furrowed his brow and said nothing, waiting for her to continue.

"Noah Drexler, when you first came to The Drexler Family, these people weren’t very kind to you either, were they?" Summer bit her lip, unable to stop herself from asking.

She had just suddenly thought that when Noah Drexler returned to The Drexler Family, he was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, yet he had to face this group of... relatives who only cared about interests, without any warmth, and the stubborn Mr. Drexler, who was willing to be ruthless even to his own son to fulfill his wishes...

If Noah Drexler hadn’t been there earlier, dealing with these people alone would have been incredibly annoying and she would have inevitably been troubled.

But how had Noah Drexler, a young teenager, managed to endure it!

After Summer’s words fell, Noah Drexler’s expression paused, and a hint of surprise flashed in his dark eyes. He pursed his thin lips, not answering, but suddenly asked her quietly.

"Why did you suddenly ask this?"