Ethan Laurent extended his hand over, and Summer Ford took advantage of the sparks, the ropes binding her snapped with a click.
Quickly untying the rope on her feet, her gaze turned to the only window in the room.
She glanced at the still closed door, and with a few steps, she rushed forward, looking down.
She was on the second floor, luckily not too high, just a few meters.
Summer climbed onto the window and jumped down, gritting her teeth.
It hurt, her ankle twisted as she landed, but she didn't have time to worry about that.
She wanted to seize the opportunity to escape, but after running just a few steps, she ran right into two of the men who had brought her here.
Summer cursed inwardly, turned around, and ran in the opposite direction.
"Boss, the girl ran!" one of the men shouted upstairs, and soon a large group of people rushed down.
