"Ethan Laurent, what are you doing?" Summer Ford wanted to pick it up but was pulled back by him.
Summer Ford shot him a glare and continued drawing with her pen.
The sketch from just now wasn't that important to her; it was just a casual drawing.
What she disliked was his overbearing attitude.
Ethan Laurent stood beside her, quietly watching her for a while, pondering her words, and the anger in his chest started rising again.
Summer Ford casually scribbled on the canvas for a while and then went to the bathroom.
Ethan Laurent's gaze followed her figure, watching the bathroom door close, and his eyes suddenly shifted to the bedside table.
He walked over and opened the drawer, revealing a cold smirk as he took out all her documents.
They were needed for the overseas trip.
Summer Ford knew nothing about it and continued washing up in the bathroom.
After coming out, she went straight to bed without checking those things.
