Hyman's gaze remained fixed on Summer Ford's face, not even turning his head.
He took a glass of wine from a waiter, sipped it without expression, and replied to the person, "It's nothing, just thought that girl seems familiar."
"Really? Where?" the assistant asked in response.
"Can't remember," Hyman replied casually, walking ahead to somewhere else.
Tonight's banquet had many attendees, but all of them were unrelated to Summer Ford's world.
Politicians, celebrities, and the like.
Summer Ford just symbolically accompanied Angela for a while, then returned to her room.
When she entered the room, Ethan Laurent was already out.
Gone was the roguish aura, and he returned to his polished appearance.
"Where did you go just now?" Ethan Laurent glanced at her face, asking nonchalantly.
"Just went out for a stroll," Summer Ford didn't explain much, turned and took her clothes, heading to the bathroom.
