Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 417

She chimed in quickly, looking quite obedient, "Yeah, we met back in Vista Town."

"Seems like it was meant to be."

Bella smiled and turned to me, "This is my daughter, Summer Taylor."

She took her mother's surname.

I wasn't sure of the backstory, but it was their personal life, so I didn't pry and just offered a polite smile.

Summer seemed to hide some emotion, then clung to Bella's arm, pleading playfully, "Mom, please let me try showbiz. I'm just curious. Let me give it a shot, and if I don't like it, I'll quit, okay?"

"Just give it some time, honey. Let me think it over," Bella soothed her patiently.

Summer pouted, murmuring softly, "Okay, then."

Bella was easygoing, making the meal quite harmonious.

Except for the occasional glances Summer threw my way.

After dinner, Bella had to catch a flight and left in a rush with her manager and assistant, leaving a bodyguard to look after Summer.

I walked to the hotel entrance, and Summer hurried after me.

"Ms. Myers..."

She looked at me timidly, "Thanks for not telling my mom about what happened before."

I frowned, "No need to thank me. I just don't like meddling in other people's business."

Being Bella's daughter, I couldn't understand why she had followed Dorothy's scheming to impersonate me two years ago.

With that thought, I couldn't help but ask, "I'm curious, being Bella's daughter is quite prestigious, why would you..."

"Ms. Myers, since you said you don't like meddling, maybe don't dive into other people's personal lives," Summer said, her lips pursed, eyes blinking, "In the Myers family, you're Ms. Myers, but here, you're just a costume designer for my mom. It's important to know your place."

"Fine."

I'm not usually nosy, and her words made me think maybe I was overstepping.

Better not get dragged into some mess again.

As I turned to leave, she called out again, "Could I ask you one more thing? About what happened two years ago at the Myers place, please never mention it to my mom."

"?"

I laughed mockingly, "Like I said, I don't meddle. So, we'll see how I feel."

Good luck getting everything you want.

...

The day I was to head to Vista Town, Bryant offered to pick me up.

I wanted to decline.

But since we also had to pick up a specialist from the airport, I agreed to go with him.

After all, it was about my grandmother's health; it didn't seem right to have him run back and forth alone.

On our way to Vista Town, he worked on his laptop resting on his knees.

Clearly, he was squeezing in the trip amidst a busy schedule.

When he finally closed his laptop, I looked up from my phone, "Thanks for doing this, especially when you're so busy."

"It's no big deal."