Just arrived, and happened to bump into Raine Sullivan.
Raine looked exceptionally beautiful tonight, her elegant Chanel evening gown making her shine as if all the lights at the banquet had been absorbed by her.
Compared to a while ago, she seemed more confident and radiant tonight.
Their gazes met briefly, and she looked at Summer Ford with contempt, her eyes carrying a bit more arrogance than usual.
Her gaze swept lightly over Summer, then she held a glass of red wine, smiling lightly as she went to greet other guests.
Ethan Laurent slowly walked over, pulling Summer Ford to the corner.
He let her sit with him on a sofa, poured drinks for the two of them without caring that there were so many people around, and as if he were at home, stretched his long arm and pulled her to lean on the sofa, "Do you ever want such glory to be yours one day?"
"No." Summer Ford answered straightforwardly.
