That one sentence blocked Summer Ford.
Staring at him in a daze, she was surprised by his words.
She had no idea he was willing to spend so much money on that vase as a gift for Ian Laurent.
Ethan Laurent glanced at her coldly, adjusted the collar of his shirt, and went straight into the bathroom.
After staying inside for a while, when he came out, Summer was still standing stiffly in the same spot.
Ethan stared at her quietly for a moment, thinking about her concern for Snor Fairchild, his chest filled with irritation.
He walked over in a few strides, picked her up sideways, and without giving Summer a chance to react, he pressed her against the sofa, leaned over, and his lips fiercely met hers.
He applied a lot of force, and Summer felt pain, swung her fist and hit him, "Ethan Laurent, what are you doing?"
