The phone case she chose was adorned with pink diamonds, the kind you find at roadside stalls, not expensive, just a few dozen bucks.
In terms of aesthetics, Sumr Sutton was like many girls, fond of pretty, shiny little things.
She bought such a phone case purely for fun.
Who knew that after Adrian Walyon saw it, the next day he gifted her one that looked similar, but was entirely encrusted with real diamonds.
Sumr Sutton’s phone had a 5.8-inch screen, not small.
A phone case fully encrusted with diamonds would need at least a hundred of them.
For Adrian Walyon, money seed like no issue; as long as she liked sothing, he’d present it to her.
His gift was incomparable to the one Sumr casually bought the previous day.
What he gave was genuine, and each diamond was of the highest quality.
If such a phone case were actually used, would it be too flashy?
Sumr Sutton’s fingertips gently touched the small diamonds one by one. She couldn’t bring herself to use the gift as an actual phone case, so she kept it in a drawer as a treasured collection.
...
The last ti they were filming, due to an unforeseen incident, the shoot wasn’t completed, and the crew urgently switched to a new location.
This ti, the setting was in another city, in its outskirts, not as roundabout as last ti.
When they were filming, Sumr Sutton also went.
She went after discussing with Adrian Walyon.
Adrian didn’t stop her this ti; as long as it wasn’t a dangerous place, he let her go wherever she wanted.
To save on filming costs, the crew was thrifty in all aspects, including accommodations, which still weren’t great.
als every day were just work als.
Adrian, worried that Sumr might not be accustod, called her the day after she left.
"Were you busy with work today?"
"There are lots of things to do every day, but it’s manageable," Sumr Sutton replied honestly.
"Are you used to the food?" Adrian Walyon asked again.
Sumr Sutton looked at the work al in her hand and casually said, "I’m craving Aunt Lee’s lion’s head atballs."
Her words were simply a spontaneous expression.
It wasn’t that the work al was bad, she just thought that the food prepared by the servant at ho had a holy taste.
This feeling couldn’t be matched by the work als.
Adrian Walyon was silent for a few seconds after her words, then lightly told her, "Wait!"
With several cities between them, Sumr Sutton didn’t understand what he ant.
She didn’t pay much attention, quickly finished her lunch, and in the afternoon, she busily continued with the filming.
Two hours into work, at three o’clock, soone from the crew called out, "Miss Sutton, your husband is here!"
Sumr Sutton incredulously lifted her face, her gaze stiffly followed the direction of the voice, and Adrian Walyon was already stepping into the scene.
He was slowly walking towards her, his striking height making him noticeable from afar.
He was carrying sothing, seemingly an insulated lunch box.
Sumr Sutton stared at him blankly, montarily unable to comprehend the situation.
Adrian Walyon leisurely walked towards her and handed the lunch box to her, "Take it!"
Sumr Sutton stiffly accepted the food he brought, holding it in her arms, looking at him with slightly disordered eyes.
"Why are you here?"
"Didn’t you say you wanted to eat food from ho?" Adrian Walyon replied lightly.
Sumr Sutton was dumbfounded.
Just because she said she wanted it, he brought it?
Spanning several thousand kiloters between cities, he must have used a plane to get here so quickly?
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