She was indeed very young, and her face made her look even younger than her actual age. Although she was dressed in business attire, she still somehow had a high schooler vibe.
The man stared at her for quite a while, seeming to look at her with some disdain.
"Does Rousseau always send just anyone? Let someone in charge come!" He glanced at her arrogantly.
"Sir, I can make decisions!" Summer Ford had dealt with cold personalities before. Even Ethan Laurent was much more arrogant, and she still managed, so why not him?
"You? Have you ever touched any jewelry?" The man's eyes swept over her again, his words full of sarcasm.
"I can, sir." Summer Ford automatically filtered out the sarcastic second half of his sentence, her face unaffected by his difficult demeanor.
It was obvious that the man didn't believe her words, feeling as though he was being toyed with by Rousseau again.
