Chapter 11

Summer Nollan’s POV

“Juliet, come here.”

“Juliet, please try this.”

“Juliet, do you like mangoes?”

“The steak is ready, Juliet.”

I don’t know how many times that day my name was called around. They’re all so nice and I felt so overwhelmed. Wesley tried to help me from it but in the end, he was the one who got frustrated.

They asked me to eat steaks, cakes, fruits,  caviars, cheese and lots of other things. It felt weird to me being called Juliet too instead of Summer.

Not that I don’t like it, it’s just I’m still not used to it.

Not only food, they gave me presents. Lots of presents to be exact. From jewelries, bags, shoes, and other things. My grandparents even gave me their Amex Black Card. Now I have 5 Amex Black Cards in my purse that I will not use.

I excused myself to the toilet because it’s too much. I stayed there for 1