Surprised, Karen looked at the person in the car.

The light was dim, and she couldn't see his face clearly.

The car door then opened. He got off and walked to Karen, "Auntie, it's me, Jerome."

"Jerome?"

Karen felt him familiar at the first glance.

She carefully checked him out and discovered that he was Jerome Patel, who had been engaged to Vicky.

Jerome had been to the Jarrett's several times. Karen remembered him. He was a handsome young man. Otherwise, he would not earn Vicky's favor.

Afterwards, Vicky contacted less with him and fell in love with an actor.

"It's so late. Why is Auntie here?"

Embarrassed, Karen hesitated.

Though she said nothing, Jerome had got his suspicions.

"My home is not far from here. If Auntie doesn't mind, you can go to my house tonight." Seeing Karen was somewhat embarrassed, Jerome added considerately, "It's my own house."

It was definitely not decent for Karen to go to Jerome's house now.

But hearing that it was his own house, Karen smiled, "It may disturb you...."

"No, it won't." As he said, he opened the car door for her.

Karen smiled and got into the car.

Along the way, they chatted.

Somehow, Jerome talked about Summer.

He pretended to be calm, "I haven't seen Summer for a long time. How is she?"

"You know Summer?" Karen was surprised, but she then remembered that Vicky had complained to her that Summer wanted to steal her boyfriend.

And at that time, Jerome was Vicky's boyfriend.

Summer had liked Jerome?

"Yeah, I'm ahead of her in school. I've known her for a long time." A trace of nostalgia hid in his tone—he seemed to have a good relationship with Summer.

Karen couldn't help but ask, "So, you take me in because of Vicky or Summer?"

"Of course Summer," he added, "she is a good girl."

They had arrived at the hood.

Jerome stopped the car and opened the door for Karen, "We have arrived.copy right hot novel pub