Rousseau International has always been a legendary presence to the outside world, currently helmed by Ethan Laurent, with its main business in jewelry design.
Earlier, when it was handed over by Ethan Laurent's father, known as Mr. Laurent, to Caden Laurent, they had almost monopolized the jewelry market in Astoria and Eldoria.
In the recent years since Ethan Laurent took over, Rousseau International has been developing at a breakneck speed, even expanding into several other fields.
Rousseau is renowned for two legends, one being Caden Laurent, and the other, the current head, Ethan Laurent.
The reason Rousseau is feared and avoided by the outside world is due in part to its substantial financial resources, and also because of its rumored powerful and enigmatic background.
In Central City, the Laurent Family can do as they please, no one dares to obstruct them.
Mentioning the Laurent Family elicits fear from nearly everyone, not to mention provoking them!
The noise outside the door quieted after the sound of "Laurent" rang out, leaving no further sound since then.
Summer Ford could not hear clearly about the discussion on Ethan Laurent through the door panel and was puzzled as to why there was suddenly no sound.
Uncertain if the people outside had really left, she dared not venture out rashly.
Her body pressed firmly against the door, her eyes looking towards the indifferent and prominent man in front of her, she tried to persuade him, "You see, you also heard, someone is looking for me outside! If I went out now, I would be swallowed without a trace, letting me stay here a while more wouldn't cost you anything, would it?"
Her tone was pitiable, her doe-like eyes flickered uneasily, her cheeks were flushed as though she was restraining something, her skin tainted with an alluring pink.
The effects of the drug inside Summer Ford were still tormenting her, she wouldn't last much longer. If he threw her out now, she couldn't bear to imagine the consequences that awaited her.
Summer Ford looked at him pleadingly, while her gaze roamed the other corners of the room.
Catching sight of a balcony not far away, she slowly moved her feet towards it.
With no retreat in any direction, she thought that if this man insisted on throwing her out, even if it meant jumping out of the window, she wouldn't let Ronan Ford have his way!
She stole a glance at his face, and as she walked, she tried persuading him again, "All I need is to stay until those people leave. I promise I won't disturb you at all. Treat me as if I'm not even here, is that okay?"
She had already put it in such a gentle manner, any average person, let alone a man, would probably feel compassion in such a situation.
However, the man in front just remained cold throughout, without even changing his expression once.
His thin lips moved, and the response to her was still two cold words, "Get out!"
The voice seemed even more tinged with a rising fury compared to before.
Absolutely heartless!
Summer Ford's last hope was shattered by his words, and her gaze turned to the window beside her.
It seems this is the only way left!
Below, about seven to eight meters from her floor, there was a protruding balcony. Seven to eight meters, roughly the height of two floors. If she were lucky, she shouldn't be too injured.
Her hands gripped the railing tightly, Summer Ford struggled for a moment, gathering her courage once again.
Seven to eight meters isn't very high, if she could grab onto something on the balcony to slow her descent or increase her landing points upon impact, she could lessen the injury...