The assistant was yelled at by him until his ears roared, unable to react immediately to what had happened.
Ethan Laurent isn't the type to be irritable; he's cold, with an emotionless demeanor, revealing nothing, making it impossible for outsiders to guess his emotions.
The assistant was suddenly yelled at, and shouted so loudly that he shivered, clutching the phone stiffly, unable to come to his senses for quite some time.
Ethan Laurent sat in the restaurant seat, his gaze turning to Summer Ford, who had her head lowered quietly while having breakfast. His hand suddenly crossed the table and clasped her wrist.
Summer Ford turned her head slightly to look at his hand, waiting for him to continue without a word.
"About that evening, actually..." Ethan Laurent had just started speaking, when, unexpectedly, the phone rang again before he could finish his sentence.
The buzzing vibration continued incessantly, agitating the person greatly.
It was the same assistant again.
