He carried an aura of coldness; wherever he went, people automatically made way for him.
Summer Ford stood by the cocktail area, still conversing with Bass.
Until a maid approached from the side.
"Miss Ford, would you like to return to your room to change into a gown?" The voice was respectful, using a questioning tone.
Summer Ford had just finished leading an opening dance with Bass, and she was slightly sweaty.
The maid's appearance provided her with a perfect excuse to leave.
"Mr. Bass, sorry, I need to step away for a moment!" She explained to Bass, then turned with the maid to leave the party scene, turning her face just in time to bump into Ethan Laurent.
Summer Ford seemed to hesitate for a moment, her body visibly stiffened.
Ethan Laurent looked at her with no expression, his face as cold as ever, perhaps even colder than usual.
As their eyes briefly met, Summer Ford's expression slightly froze.
She was just a bit surprised, with no other expression.
