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Chapter 228 Cold Goodbyes 

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After hanging up. Summer slipped out of her pajamas and into a white tee and jeans, topped with a mid–length brown coal- simple yet chic. 

She hailed a cab to Ravenshire Boulevard. 

Half an hour later, she exited the taxi and took the elevator up to the 66th floor. 

The elevator doors chimed open. 

re on. 

Summer slowly stepped in; all the chandeliers in the living room were 

The vast floor–to–ceiling windows displayed the city’s neon lights like scattered stars, forming a swaying reflection on the glass 

The living room was empty, and the size of the place made it feel even more silent, 

Summer stood at the door, not entering. 

After a moment, deep footsteps echoed from inside, one step at a time. 

Summer looked up to see a tall man sauntering out from the room. He was still dressed in the handmade Luscaro black shirt and trousers he wore earlier that day at the Graham Group. 

Seeing him here, the man seemed less severe but more dangerous. He walked straight to the bar. 

He grabbed a bottle of whiskey, uncorked it, and poured a full glass. He downed it in one gulp: the rolling of his throat sounded somewhat sexy, his dark eyes fixed on her at the doorway. 

Under his silent gaze, Summer was the first to speak. 

“I came to get my things.” 

Fraser’s lips curved in a half–smile, “What, do I need to invite you in?” 

Summer was speechless. 

“Alright, then, excuse me.” 

With that, she walked into the apartment. 

Everything in the room was exactly as she had left it weeks ago; it seemed nothing had changed 

Ravenshire Boulevard had transformed from a lifeless house to a place marked by their shared existence. 

Suddenly, Summer remembered she had lived with Fraser in this apartment for two months. 

Shaking off the thought, Summer went to the storeroom, grabbed a box, 

and started from the living room to the bedroom, throwing in anything she had used, regardless of its value. 

Fraser stood there, lifting his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over her slender figure. Her movements were decisive and swift as she packed her things. 

He sneered, poured another glass of whiskey, and drank it down. The strong liquor burned his throat. 

After half an hour, Summer had filled a box to the brim. 

She calmly said. “These are the things I’ve used. I’m not sure about the prices, you can quote me a figure.” 

They stood a distance apart, Summer didn’t meet his eyes. 

Chapter 228 Cold Goodbyes 

Summer’s hands tightened at her sides 

+8 Pearls 

Fraser’s deep eyes casually scanned the contents of the box, his voice rough from the alcohol and as gnity as if he’d crushed stones. “All packed?” 

Summer instinctively stepped back two paces, maintaining a safe distance. 

She nodded, affirming 

Fraser spoke emotionlessly. “My assistant will handle the payment with you 

“Okay” 

Without hesitation. Summer picked up the box and headed for the door. 

With a loud thud. Summer dropped the entire box, along with its contents, into the trash bin by the door. 

Hearing the sound, Fraser’s eyes darkened, growing stormy. 

The next second, Summer appeared at the doorway again, removing the sapphire bracelet she had always worn. 

“I think I should return this bracelet to you.” 

Summer handed over the bracelet, 

Fraser didn’t take it.. 

She placed it on the table 

Fraser stared at the bracelet. 

The brilliance of the sapphire still sparkled, but lying there on the table, it looked even colder. 

He remembered how, even during their last argument. Summer had still worn the bracelet 

He hadn’t expected that this time she would actually return it, signaling a serious intent to part ways. Even he couldn’t help but applaud her for it. 

Fraser’s jaw clenched as he smirked disdainfully, 

“Summer, you’ve been in and out of relationships so much, you’re experienced in breaking up too, huh?” 

Summer knew he was mocking her past with Trevor, her experience of love followed by breakup. 

She just smiled. 

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