Helping Summer Ford tidy up her clothes, his gaze turned to Ian Laurent, "She already said it wasn't her, did you hear that, Grandpa?"
His tone was flamboyant, as if to say, she said it wasn't her, so it wasn't her, didn't you hear?
Ian Laurent narrowed his eyes slightly, just staring at him calmly without saying a word.
Ethan Laurent fixed his gaze on him again and said, "I believe it has nothing to do with her. If she did it, she would definitely admit it!"
"Are you so sure?" Ian Laurent raised an eyebrow, somewhat dismissive of his words.
"I know her better than you do. I'm taking her away now." Ethan Laurent left a sentence behind and carried Summer Ford horizontally towards his villa.
He seemed a bit worried about her injury, leaving quickly. Raine Sullivan was still present, but he seemed to ignore her completely, not even pausing his gaze for a moment as he passed by.
