Sumr Sutton stared blankly at his face, her gaze montarily halted.
It seed she hadn’t expected him to so quickly realize her absence. Watching him standing not far from her, Sumr Sutton was lost in thought for a long ti.
Manuel Ink rely glanced at her indifferently, his gaze then fixed on Watt Bennet’s face.
Watt was also looking at him, and as the two n’s eyes t, the temperature around seed to suddenly drop, sending a chill down Sumr Sutton’s spine.
Raising her face to look at one and then the other, she suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
Manuel Ink and Watt Bennet stared at each other for quite a while, then Manuel coldly said, "My goal is only her, let her get off the car."
Watt sneered at his words, as if finding them sowhat ironic.
"Under what identity are you asking for her?" With no intention of letting Sumr Sutton go, he instead extended an arm and hooked it around her shoulder.
At this mont, he brushed off his usual aloofness and instead seed quite roguish.
As if deliberately trying to prove his relationship with Sumr Sutton in front of Manuel Ink, he even pulled her into his embrace.
His words were ant to provoke Manuel Ink.
Little did he know, Manuel Ink was expressionless from beginning to end, unmoved by his actions.
"Did you ask her if she wants to be taken away?" Eyes eting Watt Bennet’s, he asked coolly.
Though his words carried no emotion, they instantly froze the curve at Watt Bennet’s lips.
Was it even necessary to ask what Sumr Sutton wanted?
Would she obediently go with him if her thoughts were asked?
With just one sentence, Manuel Ink cornered Watt Bennet.
Turning his head, Watt Bennet stared at Sumr Sutton beside him.
Sumr Sutton seed a bit uneasy, her gaze continually shifting between him and Manuel Ink.
Manuel Ink didn’t pay much attention to Watt Bennet’s aning, but stared directly at Sumr Sutton saying, "Tell what you think. As long as you want to go with him, I’ll have my people step aside imdiately!"
His voice still carried no fluctuation, his cool eyes locked onto Sumr Sutton, as if everyone else was non-existent, with only her in sight.
Sumr Sutton knew Manuel Ink’s way.
Whatever he said, he would definitely do.
He had never forced her to do anything either.
After his words, Sumr Sutton fell silent.
Her quietness suddenly made Watt Bennet uneasy.
His gaze stiffly turned to her side, and at this mont, Watt Bennet was unexpectedly tense.
Sumr Sutton’s silence lasted for quite a while after Manuel Ink’s words, her side-eye drifting toward Watt Bennet; seeing his concern, she felt a bit unwilling.
But ultimately, she pushed the car door open.
"What I want to do is still unfinished, I can’t go back yet!" With that one sentence thrown at him, Sumr Sutton closed the car door and slowly moved toward Manuel Ink.
"Sumr Sutton!" Watt Bennet wanted to stop her, but Sumr Sutton paused to look at him, and as their eyes t, Watt Bennet found himself at a loss for words.
If she’s unwilling to go back with him, what can he do?
Knock her out and drag her onto the plane again?
Sumr Sutton looked at him for a long ti, as if afraid that the longer she looked, the less she’d be able to leave, she turned away, bent down, and quickly got into Manuel Ink’s car.
"Let’s go!" With that sentence thrown at him, without looking ahead at Watt Bennet, Sumr Sutton turned her gaze toward the window.
Manuel Ink followed and got into the car, and ordered the driver to start the vehicle slowly.
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