Their gazes met through the hazy nocturne outside the palace, Ethan Laurent and Aiden Lennox locked eyes, one like a misty cold, the other as frigid as millennium-old ice.
Aiden Lennox's gaze was naturally cold, indifferent, and the same towards everyone.
Ethan Laurent's gaze now was so cold it seemed capable of cutting someone to pieces, just looking made one shiver with fear.
Summer Ford shivered under his gaze, her mind blank for a moment.
Soon, her rationality returned.
Originally, Summer Ford hadn't intended to take Aiden Lennox's coat, but seeing Ethan Laurent, she hesitated with her hand that had been about to remove it, and stopped.
"Aiden, you should go back first!" she turned her head slightly, her voice calm.
"I'll go in with you!" Aiden Lennox's gaze remained on Ethan Laurent, and his voice was flat.
"No need, I'll go in by myself. Go back first, and be careful on the road!" Summer Ford declined his offer simply.
