Noah Sinclair chatted casually with her, "Are you getting used to living here?"
"Very well, thank you." Summer Ford responded politely.
Noah Fairchild took her plate and elegantly cut the food into small pieces for her, then pushed the plate back to her, "Then stay as long as you want."
"Thank you." Summer Ford took the plate, looked up at him briefly, and quietly ate her meal.
Noah Fairchild stared at her for a while, then suddenly asked, "This time you made this decision, was it to strike against Ethan Laurent?"
Summer Ford was initially stunned, her face slowly lifted up.
She lightly shook her head and smiled faintly, "Why would you think that? Coming here was just for my own sake, it has nothing to do with anyone else."
In fact, she wanted to say that for a man who is indifferent enough to possibly hand her over to someone else without hesitation, he never truly had a heart.
A heartless person, how could he be hurt because she chose to leave with another man?
