In the afternoon, Ethan Laurent was just like he was in the morning; he didn't even glance her way or let her in to help.
His expression was icy cold all day, so much so that it seemed to chill the entire floor. Apart from necessary instructions, he barely spoke.
Raine Sullivan came by again in the afternoon, probably due to some matter with Enzo Laurent, bringing a stack of documents. She stayed in Ethan's office for the entire afternoon and didn't come out.
In the evening, the two left together, and Ethan didn't look at Summer Ford from start to finish.
Summer Ford sat stiffly at her desk, watching their departing figures, her eyes stinging.
The evening traffic was particularly bad, and on her way back to the villa, she ended up walking a long distance on foot. The shoes rubbed blisters on her heels, but she didn't feel the pain.
No one was at the villa; Ethan wasn't there.
