Sumr Sutton’s expression froze on her face.
Her cool eyes stared fixedly at Gina, with no ripple in her gaze at all, "Whether I’m part of this family or not, it doesn’t matter to . Unlike you, Second Young Miss Sutton, who’s trying every possible way to squeeze in."
After a brief pause, her look suddenly sharpened, "So, I’m warning you, don’t continue provoking ! If you cross , I’ll make sure you leave this house before I do!"
Her words were fierce, and Gina Sutton had seen Sumr Sutton’s way of doing things before.
Her mind was sharp; if she wanted to sche against soone, Gina might not be a match for her.
Moreover, she had Adrian Walyon as such a strong pillar behind her.
With Adrian supporting her, whatever she wants to do, she can probably do it without any restriction.
Gina Sutton’s face turned deathly pale.
She stared blankly at Sumr, truly a bit scared by her.
Sumr Sutton’s counterattack today was sothing she hadn’t anticipated at all, not even a bit.
She wondered if Sumr would do anything else, and Gina was anxious.
Sumr didn’t pay much attention to her, turned and went indoors.
By this point, it was almost eight o’clock.
Adrian Walyon wasn’t back yet.
Was he really working overti?
Sumr Sutton suddenly beca curious about what he was doing.
She picked up her phone, intending to call him and ask when he would be ho.
But, afraid of interrupting his work, she held the phone for a long ti before putting it down again.
Waiting quietly at ho for a while, Adrian returned at half past nine.
"Young Master is back!" ca the voice of a servant greeting from the garden.
Sumr’s gaze followed out into the garden, and when she saw him erging in the night, she was montarily stunned.
He hadn’t called to say when he’d arrive, and Sumr had thought she’d have to wait a few more hours at least.
"Have you had dinner?" Adrian walked into the house briskly, heading straight toward her.
Sumr shook her head.
The family had actually had dinner much earlier; she’d been waiting to have dinner with him instead of eating with the family.
Adrian seed to have expected this, and grabbing her hand, he headed out the door, "Co on, let’s go eat!"
By this ti, the Old Master was about to go to bed.
Seeing the couple preparing to head out, he casually asked, "So late, where are you going?"
"Celebrating our marriage festival, why? Grandpa, are you even going to interfere with this?" Adrian glanced sideways, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Marriage festival? What’s that?
No matter what festival it is, if he celebrates it, does it always turn into a marriage festival?
Sumr was speechless at his words.
The Old Master, as an elder, always valued family harmony.
As long as Adrian and Sumr lived in the ho and weren’t invisible for months, the Old Master generally didn’t care about their daily lives.
"Just go already! Your presence here will raise my blood pressure." He waved them off, signaling for them to hurry and leave his sight.
"Then, Grandpa, just ddle less in the future." Adrian didn’t pay much attention to him, leaving that remark behind as he pulled Sumr swiftly out of the villa.
Tonight in Northtown, the entire city was filled with the scent of roses.
While walking down the street, everywhere you could see boys and girls shouting out to sell roses.
Adrian took Sumr to a lakeside restaurant.
The restaurant was located at the center of the lake, with a long wooden bridge extending from the lakeshore straight to the restaurant, surrounded by starlight on the water’s surface.
Sumr followed Adrian along the long wooden bridge, looking at him in front of her, and her lips curved slightly.
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