Ethan Laurent's gaze darkened, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
Summer Ford didn't say much, and bypassed him as she headed to her room.
She didn't resist Ethan Laurent entering like she did last night; when he followed her into the room, she merely glanced at him indifferently and then looked away.
In the palace with Ethan Laurent, if he wants to do something, like last night, her resistance is futile.
Summer Ford didn't focus much attention on him; she put the small bag she carried out with her down, and then turned to the bathroom.
Her bag was open, likely because she was fumbling for her room key when she came back and forgot to close it.
The bag was placed right next to the sofa, probably without her noticing, and its contents had spilled out.
Ethan Laurent initially just wanted to walk over and help her pick them up, but upon realizing what had scattered on the carpet, his expression slowly froze.
Contraceptive pills!
