Summer Ford didn't care about Ethan Laurent's icy expression; she wasn't planning to pay attention to him anyway. However, with just the two of them in the room, the silence made her feel particularly oppressed.
She disliked this feeling. Catching a glimpse of his seemingly tired handsome face, she paused slightly.
"Didn't sleep last night?" she asked nonchalantly, glancing at him sideways.
Ethan Laurent did not reply.
"What were you up to?" Summer Ford's curiosity was piqued a little.
Ethan Laurent pressed his lips together, looking at her with aloof disdain, still not intending to respond to her question.
Summer Ford was unsure how many times in the last two days she had been met with his cold stare. His demeanor made her feel like she was merely trying to warm up a cold backside with her friendly face.
"Tch!" she scoffed lightly, seemingly dismissive of him, turning her gaze elsewhere.
