She was sharp-tongued and didn't need to argue; with just a few casual words, she left people at a loss for what to say.
Ivy Keats was so irritated that her eyes widened, and after a moment of silence, she turned her head and retorted, "How did you even get hired when you can't handle such a small matter?"
"You should ask that gentleman next to you," Summer Ford's gaze shifted, directly tossing the question to Ethan Laurent.
Ethan Laurent lowered his gaze, continuing to eat leisurely, as if he hadn't heard her words at all.
Isn't she a servant? Now he's giving her the opportunity to make a good servant!
"Ethan!" Seeing that he wasn't speaking up for her, Ivy couldn't help but give him a nudge.
"What was just said?" Ethan Laurent looked as if he was completely unaware of their conversation, his face slowly lifting, his eyes filled with confusion.
"How did she qualify to come here?" Ivy pointed at Summer Ford and asked.
