Chapter 922

Six butlers stood rigidly at the entrance, flanked by ten housekeepers arranged in two lines to welcome Summer. However, this display only served to create an invisible pressure weighing heavily on her.

As she walked through this human corridor, it felt as though countless stones were pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Caroline sat on an antique rosewood chair at the front of the living room in a tailored dress. She exuded the aura of a distinguished matriarch.

She lifted her eyes and looked at Summer with a condescending gaze. "So, you've finally arrived."

"Mom, is there something you need?" Summer forced a smile, but it was more of a grimace.

The atmosphere was tense and intimidating. With sharp eyes watching her every move, Summer felt extremely uneasy.

Caroline didn't immediately reveal the purpose of this meeting. Instead, she gestured with a slight wave of her hand, prompting Luca to step forward with a wooden tray in his hands. He presented it to Summer.