Raine Sullivan's gaze followed the direction of his finger, and her face paled several shades.
Did he guess that it was her doing, or was he simply not wanting to act against her later?
There were a few receptionists outside the hotel entrance, and two doormen, actually, there were many people who could be called over.
Ethan Laurent's words left her momentarily speechless, unable to refute.
Quietly watching the moving receptionists for a while, Raine Sullivan's body blocked the car without stepping aside, nor did she reject his proposal.
She was dragging time with him; Ethan Laurent's mind was rational now, possibly well aware of what should and shouldn't be done.
However, if the time dragged on, she felt, his mind might not remain as clear as it was now.
"Ethan, I want to talk to you!" Standing in front of his car door, facing him, she said slowly.
