Alyssa stormed out of the gala, Vivian by her side.
"Kingsley humiliated me," Alyssa fumed.
Vivian's expression remained calm.
"Patience, Alyssa," Vivian advised. "We'll make Summer pay."
---
Kingsley and Summer danced the night away.
Champagne flowed.
Summer laughed.
Kingsley spun her around.
Summer's heels slipped.
Kingsley caught her.
"Whoa, easy," Kingsley said, smiling.
Summer giggled.
"I'm fine," Summer slurred.
Kingsley's concern grew.
"Maybe we should head back?" Kingsley suggested.
Summer shook her head.
"No, no," Summer protested. "I want to stay with you."
---
Summer's words slurred.
Her steps staggered.
Kingsley supported her.
"Summer, we should go," Kingsley urged.
Summer wrapped her arms around Kingsley.
"I don't want to go," Summer whispered, her lips on Kingsley's ear.
Kingsley's pulse quickened.
"Summer, you're drunk," Kingsley reminded.
Summer pouted.
"I'm not that drunk," Summer argued.
Kingsley chuckled.
"Oh, really?" Kingsley teased.
Summer nodded vigorously.
"Yes, really," Summer said, her eyes sparkling.
---
Kingsley's expression softened as he gazed at Summer's flushed face. Her bright smile and sparkling eyes captivated him.
"Summer, let's get you home," Kingsley coaxed, gently guiding her toward the exit.
Summer resisted, her heels digging into the floor.
"No, I want to stay with you," Summer pleaded, her voice husky and persuasive.
Kingsley's heart melted at her words.
"Okay, but we're going to my apartment," Kingsley decided, scooping Summer into his arms.
---
The taxi ride was a blur of laughter and stolen kisses. Summer giggled uncontrollably.
Kingsley smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
They arrived at Kingsley's apartment, the city lights twinkling outside.
Summer stumbled, her heels catching on the doorstep.
Kingsley caught her, sweeping her into his arms.
"I've got you," Kingsley whispered.
---
Kingsley laid Summer on the couch.
Summer snuggled close, her head on Kingsley's chest.
Kingsley wrapped his arms around her.
Summer's eyes sparkled.
"I love you," Summer whispered.
Kingsley's heart swelled.
"I love you too," Kingsley replied.
Summer drifted off, her breathing soft.
Kingsley watched her sleep.
His heart filled with love.
---
Alyssa paced her room.
Vivian waited silently.
"We need to act fast," Alyssa said.
Vivian nodded.
"I've found something," Vivian revealed.
Alyssa's eyes narrowed.
"What is it?" Alyssa demanded.
---
Kingsley's apartment was quiet, with soft morning light filtering through the windows. Summer slept peacefully on the couch, her gentle breathing the only sound.
Kyle and Kelvin arrived, chatting loudly until they saw Summer.
"Is that...Summer?" Kelvin whispered, eyes wide with surprise.
Kyle's jaw dropped. "What's she doing here?"
Kelvin approached Summer cautiously.
Summer stirred, opening her eyes.
Suddenly, Kingsley emerged from his bedroom, ruffled hair and sleepy eyes.
"Hey, guys," Kingsley said, smiling.
Kyle and Kelvin exchanged awkward glances.
"Morning," Kyle mumbled.
Kelvin nodded, still staring at Summer.
Kingsley offered, "Want some coffee?"
---
Alyssa paced in her lavish living room.
Vivian watched, composed.
"We need to act fast," Alyssa urged.
Vivian nodded.
"I've found a solution," Vivian said.
Alyssa stopped pacing.
"Offer Summer money," Vivian suggested.
Alyssa raised an eyebrow.
"To leave Kingsley?" Alyssa clarified.
Vivian nodded.
"A substantial amount," Vivian emphasized.
Alyssa calculated.
"It's worth trying," Alyssa decided.
Vivian pulled out her phone.
"I'll arrange a meeting," Vivian said.
---
Vivian arranged a discreet meeting at a high-end café.
Summer arrived, curious.
Vivian greeted her warmly.
"Thank you for coming," Vivian said.
Alyssa joined, her smile polished.
"Summer, we want to help," Alyssa said.
Summer's eyes narrowed.
"What do you mean?" Summer asked.
Alyssa leaned in.
"We're willing to offer you...$500,000," Alyssa said.
Summer's eyes widened.
"To leave Kingsley?" Summer guessed.
Alyssa nodded.
"Accept, and it's yours," Alyssa promised.