Gideon's anger hadn't faded. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the tension showed in his knuckles.
Summer observed him in silence. Sensing the storm brewing within him, she grew worried.
She had occasionally questioned Georgea's bias before, but she had always brushed it aside, believing the elderly lady was simply strict and acted for her son's betterment.
Tonight, however, she couldn't ignore it. Even after everything Danica had done to ruin Gideon's life, Georgea had still stopped him from going after her. Though her words sounded concerned, it felt unfair.
Yes, it was dangerous, but Gideon was far from powerless. With his influence, tracking down Danica and her father and making them pay wouldn't be difficult.
Why had Georgea intervened?
Summer swallowed her questions. She knew bringing it up would only fuel his anger, and that was the last thing she wanted.
