Ethan Laurent stared at her for a while, his gaze as cold as a windy storm, "You can choose not to accept, but this is not a charity. When you need charity, it will always be available! Miss Ford, you'd better think it over!"
"Sorry, I refuse!" Summer Ford returned the agreement and the gold card to him without hesitation and turned to leave.
Now, even her body no longer fully belongs to her. She doesn't want to lose her last bit of dignity.
Summer Ford's turn was very decisive; she walked out of the compartment with her back straight, full of backbone, without even glancing back.
Ethan Laurent quietly looked at the gold card in his hand, still warm from her palm, without stopping her.
He doesn't believe she won't come back to him; it's just a matter of time.
In these over twenty years, he has never lost a gamble!
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