Raine Sullivan's beauty lacked Summer Ford's wildness and added a touch of feminine gentleness.
Men might more often prefer someone like Raine Sullivan, gentler and more likely to arouse a protective instinct.
Sitting in the office like this, the other embellishments in the office all paled into the background, leaving her as the only scene.
"Miss Sullivan, this is your breakfast." Summer Ford walked over and handed her the things she had bought.
Raine Sullivan seemed surprised that she had bought breakfast for her, stunned for a few seconds, her expressionless gaze turned to Ethan Laurent.
Her thoughts were so meticulous; upon seeing what Summer Ford had bought, she immediately understood.
"Thank you." Without making anything explicit, she accepted the breakfast brought in, opened it, tasted a few bites, and then set it aside, "It's cold."
The two words made Summer Ford's heart sink, giving her a bad premonition.
