She was wondering if Watt Bennet would co.
However, after scanning the venue thoroughly, there was still no sign of Watt Bennet.
Sumr Sutton had huge expectations for tonight, but in this mont, she suddenly lost interest in doing anything.
Zoe Baxter and Iris Watson pulled her towards the dance floor, "What are you staring at? Co have fun!"
Sumr Sutton followed behind them woodenly, without any enthusiasm at all.
All she could think about was whether Watt would co or not.
If he didn’t co, Sumr guessed it might be due to his leg injury.
He didn’t want people to know that her nominal boyfriend was a guy in a wheelchair, right?
But ever since she found out his identity, Sumr never minded these things.
All she wanted was for him to show up.
Even if he’s in a wheelchair now, Sumr didn’t think he was inferior to other n.
After all, he was Adrian Walyon!
A god-like man!
Not to ntion that his leg just couldn’t function normally, in Sumr Sutton’s eyes, even if he was fully crippled, he was still better than others.
After arriving at the event, Sumr felt sowhat downcast, her gaze repeatedly turned towards the entrance of the venue, not seeing anyone coming in, her mood sank.
"What are you looking at? It’s the last night, so let’s have fun." Zoe Baxter grabbed her and pulled her into the dance floor.
In the dance floor, a group of youngsters was brazenly celebrating their youthful energy, joyously playing around.
Sumr felt out of place here and wasn’t interested in joining the fun.
She hadn’t been at the venue for more than two minutes before turning towards the buffet area.
Just wanting to casually grab sothing to eat, suddenly a commotion erupted at the banquet entrance.
"Look quickly! Who is that?"
"So handso!"
"Yeah, yeah, is he a newly debuted star?"
"Stop looking, he won’t belong to you anyway!"
"Tch, is it illegal to admire soone?"
The excitent among the crowd was quite loud, the chatter from the female students was audible even from a distance.
Sumr Sutton originally didn’t plan to pay any attention, but soone in the crowd suddenly exclaid, "Oh my god, Shining Sky’s new chief Watt Bennet!"
Sumr hadn’t snapped out of it yet when soone else responded, "Isn’t he always in a wheelchair?"
Sumr was shaken, her gaze stiffly followed the direction of the voice.
At the entrance of the banquet, under the warm white lights, Watt Bennet in a silver-gray suit was slowly walking into the venue.
His face still wore the iconic silver mask with an aura of elegance, akin to a European noble arriving under the veil of night.
With many people around, he gracefully moved through the crowd, his gaze swept past everyone, directly eting the eyes of Sumr Sutton standing afar.
Amid the hazy lights, their eyes t, Sumr was seemingly shocked, standing there dazed.
She was looking at his legs.
Watt’s legs were long, straight, and when he walked, his steps were composed and steady, already indistinguishable from those of a normal person.
Such a sight left Sumr Sutton stunned for quite a while.
He could walk normally now?
His leg injury was healed?
Since he appeared by her side as Watt Bennet, the man who had always depended on a wheelchair suddenly one day stood up, without even a hint of warning, Sumr was genuinely surprised by this.
Alexander Winslow’s research on the dicine had borne fruit!
Sumr Sutton was just watching Watt slowly approaching her, as if she had turned speechless.
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