"Ethan Laurent, come and try these two!" Summer Ford was busy sorting clothes, occasionally handing him one or two to try on.
Ethan Laurent was thinking about what Esther Shaw had said, and he casually took the clothes, looked at them briefly, and set them aside.
"Your mom told me to max out your card?" Summer Ford hadn't noticed he was distracted and tilted her head sideways, her lips curving slightly.
Ethan Laurent raised an eyebrow, glanced at her, and replied nonchalantly, "Then go ahead and use it."
He never restricted her financially; he could easily give away billions worth of diamonds, so what was a credit card?
Summer's remark was just a joke, not something she really focused on.
"Let's prep dinner!" As she was about to slide off the sofa, just as her toes touched the carpet, Ethan suddenly lifted her up horizontally, "I'll take you!"
He didn't know when he started to enjoy carrying her with her legs wrapped around his waist, their faces close together.
