Summer Ford actually hardly ever celebrated her birthday for as long as she could remember.
The birthday she remembered wasn't even accurate, and she'd never taken it seriously.
On the contrary, back when Aiden Lennox was still in the country, basically every year on her birthday she would receive a gift from him.
He was the only man who remembered her birthday so precisely!
Thinking of Aiden Lennox, Summer's gaze went a little vacant.
By the time she finished her classes at school and got back to the villa, it was already past six.
Ethan Laurent wasn't home today, and he hadn't told her what he was going to do either.
"Miss Ford, you're back, dinner's already ready!" Lana brought the dishes out and greeted her warmly.
"Did the young master call home?" Summer asked casually.
"No, he didn't. The young master didn't tell Miss Ford whether he'd be back tonight?" Lana seemed a bit surprised.
