Summer Ford stood in the corridor, seemingly having run frantically, sweat streaming down her forehead, her skirt held up, looking rather disheveled.
She was a bit surprised to see Ethan Laurent, who appeared to be searching for someone anxiously.
Their eyes met, and she seemed to want to say something, but considering the urgency, she held back.
After a brief glance exchange with him, she withdrew her gaze and stepped forward a few paces, calming herself into a steady demeanor, and began to evacuate the large crowd still in the hall, "Everyone, listen to me, this place is not safe, an explosion could happen at any moment. Now, find the nearest exit route and leave this villa as fast as possible, hurry!"
Ethan Laurent was clearly not expecting her to be aware of the danger yet ran back, he listened to her words without showing any emotion, a faint ripple appeared in his serene eyes.
Summer Ford turned her head and glanced at him, reaching out and taking his hand.
