She actually disagreed with his viewpoint, but she didn't say much.
He said whatever it was, she wouldn't be driving fast during her usual outings anyway.
The two of them left the car shop afterward.
By this time, it was around five-thirty, and just as they got into the car, Ethan Laurent's phone suddenly rang.
"Your phone!" Summer Ford picked up his phone casually, intending to hand it over, but hesitated slightly when she saw the name displayed.
Grandpa's.
Noticing her unsettled expression, Ethan Laurent took the phone from her hand without a change in his expression.
"What's up?" His tone with Enzo Laurent was always indifferent, cool and heavy, like the chilly air of the morning.
"Come home tonight!" Enzo Laurent didn't say much, just hung up after this brief command.
Even without returning, Ethan Laurent could guess that the call was related to the marriage issue.
His gaze locked onto the road ahead, his expression growing somber.
