Summer Ford felt her arm tingling from being stared at by the two of them.
Especially Ethan Laurent, his gaze was so penetrating, so cold that it made her spine stiffen.
There were many people present, all with extraordinary statuses. Summer was keenly aware that anything she said might inadvertently turn the situation into a farce.
Besides, there were people from the Laurent Family present!
She couldn't admit in front of the Laurents that she belonged to Ethan Laurent.
Ethan watched her without any change in expression, capturing every subtle look on her face, his gaze seemed to grow even colder.
"Come with me!" Ignoring everyone present, he grabbed her wrist and led her briskly out of the banquet hall.
They came to a secluded corner of the garden. Pressing her against the wall, Snor Fairchild didn't even get to kiss Summer before Ethan lifted a hand and roughly pressed down on her lower lip.
