Summer Sutton stared blankly at his face, her gaze momentarily halted.
It seemed she hadn't expected him to so quickly realize her absence. Watching him standing not far from her, Summer Sutton was lost in thought for a long time.
Manuel Ink merely glanced at her indifferently, his gaze then fixed on Watt Bennet's face.
Watt was also looking at him, and as the two men's eyes met, the temperature around seemed to suddenly drop, sending a chill down Summer Sutton's spine.
Raising her face to look at one and then the other, she suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
Manuel Ink and Watt Bennet stared at each other for quite a while, then Manuel coldly said, "My goal is only her, let her get off the car."
Watt sneered at his words, as if finding them somewhat ironic.
"Under what identity are you asking me for her?" With no intention of letting Summer Sutton go, he instead extended an arm and hooked it around her shoulder.
