All Chapters of The President's Darling: Chapter 911 - Chapter 920

Summer had to be discreet about finding Kelly. If she rang the doorbell, the occupants of the house would likely avoid answering. Moreover, Kelly intentionally avoided Summer and might not have come out if she had seen her.After considering her options, Summer decided to climb over the iron fence, which was six feet high and topped with sharp iron spikes. Fortunately, Summer was dressed in black sportswear, which was both comfortable and practical. Her experience with scaling school walls during college made the climb manageable. With a bit of effort, she successfully made her way over.Once inside, Summer crept quietly across the lawn and slipped through an open window, moving stealthily like a thief.Inside the house, Summer could hear sounds coming from the living room. It seemed like someone was watching television. Was it Kelly?Summer approached quietly and realized that it was indeed Kelly! Kelly was sitting on the sofa, engrossed in a TV drama. The living room was spars

Just then, James returned home from work and noticed Summer sitting alone on the couch, her face puffed up with anger. Concerned, he asked, "What's wrong, Summie? Who made you so upset?""Keith did.""Keith?" James was puzzled, not understanding why Summer was at odds with Keith again. The Ritter Corporation had undergone significant changes recently, and since taking over as the head of the family, Keith had been attending various meetings as the chairman of the organization. James had even spoken to him earlier in the day.Seeing Summer so upset, James figured she was still suspicious that Keith was behind York's death. He decided to explain, "I've been investigating the matter thoroughly lately. I actually planned to talk to you about it today. Perhaps it's a good time to let you know—Keith probably isn't the culprit.""Keith is not the murderer? Are you saying that he didn't orchestrate the car accident that killed his father?""That's right. I'm one hundred percent sure."

That afternoon, Summer found herself in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Xomus Tower. The space was modern and luxurious, with floor-to-ceiling glass walls that offered a breathtaking view of the cityscape from 990 feet above.Xomus Tower, a collaborative project between the Quigley and Camberwell families, was known not just for its impressive height but also for the unique feature on its top floor. The floor rotated slowly—a result of the mechanical separation between the rooftop and the building structure—allowing diners to enjoy a panoramic view of the city as they dined.Under different circumstances, Summer might have marveled at the view, perhaps even be filled with awe by the rotating floor. However, her thoughts were elsewhere at that moment. She sat in her short but elegant dress with James beside her. They had arrived ten minutes earlier for their meeting. Keith and Kelly arrived exactly on time. The moment Summer saw Kelly, her heart skipped a beat. They h

Kelly sounded determined. It was evident that these were convictions she held deeply. Summer felt a pang of heartache as her friend was beyond saving. They knew each other too well, and both of them were equally stubborn. Kelly had made up her mind to stay with Keith, even if it meant following him into the depths of hell. Summer realized that trying to convince Kelly with words was futile. The only way to break Kelly's resolve might be to expose Keith's wrongdoings and see him put behind bars. If that happened, perhaps Kelly would finally let go.So, Summer's first task was to uncover the truth behind York's death. It was clear that Kelly knew more than she was letting on. Although Summer doubted Kelly would openly share the details, she hoped to glean some information from her friend's expressions."Kelly, was Keith involved in Mr. York's death? I'm not trying to force you to leave him, but I need you to tell me the truth."When Summer mentioned York's death, Kelly hesitated

"Ah!" James exclaimed, his face a mix of panic and excitement as he fumbled with his hands."Is it true? Are you really pregnant?" he asked anxiously. He could barely get the words out, sounding more like a clumsy boy than the usually composed and authoritative president of a company. Summer covered her mouth and smiled. "Yes. It's true. I'm pregnant, and you're going to be a father.""That's amazing." James took her hand, his face flushed with joy. His usually cold gaze was now filled with a bright, happy look.A child—the thought of it was both familiar and foreign to him. James had dreamed of the day he could have a child, not for the sake of the Quigley family, but for him and Summer.Looking at Summer with a tender expression, James whispered, "Thank you for everything."Although she was pregnant, James wasn't about to let the child overshadow her well-being. After all, she was the one who would bear the brunt of the challenges ahead.Once they returned to their home in