Noah Sinclair had a bleeding head, but the injury didn't seem severe, just a bit dazed.
"Are you okay?" Summer Ford watched him impassively, constantly observing his reaction.
A large group of bodyguards from the Chris Family rushed over afterward.
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
Noah Sinclair shook his head, ignoring the group of people who ran over, and just reassured Summer Ford, "I'm fine, it's okay."
"Good to hear." Summer Ford glanced sideways at the group behind her, "I'll leave this to you all."
After saying that, she turned and headed for Ethan Laurent's car.
There weren't any visible injuries on Ethan Laurent; when Summer Ford ran over, he was even sitting properly in the car, looking at her with a sharp gaze.
Summer Ford couldn't stand the way he was looking at her, his gaze made her back feel a bit chilly.
She approached his car, opened the door, bent down to get in, and looked him over, but found no visible injuries, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
