Realizing this problem, Sumr Sutton’s mind was a bit jumbled.
There were many people in the lobby, and the employees who were just about to clock out stopped in their tracks upon seeing Adrian Walyon enter.
Their eyes t across a crowd, Sumr Sutton stood there dumbfounded for a mont, turned her face away unnaturally, pretending not to know him, and continued chatting with Ariella Sawyer, "You have a lot of work tomorrow, better get ho early tonight."
"But no matter how busy we are, we still need to eat, right?" Ariella said awkwardly.
"..." Sumr Sutton actually wanted to hurry her to leave, but she was blocked from saying anything further.
She might as well go; Sumr Sutton now just wanted to leave quickly.
As long as Adrian Walyon wasn’t there, it didn’t matter if she went.
That’s what she thought, but as she passed by Adrian Walyon, the photographer invited him, "Young Master Walyon, you ca back just in ti. We’ve finished shooting the ad for the new ga. We were planning to go for dinner with Miss Sawyer. Would you like to join us?"
Sumr Sutton incredulously lifted her face, her gaze stiffly fixed towards Adrian Walyon’s direction.
Adrian Walyon’s gaze remained glued to her face, as if it was stuck; he hadn’t looked away at all, and his eyes were very sharp.
Sumr Sutton felt prickly all over from his gaze, extrely uncomfortable.
She foolishly stared at him, wanting to know how he would respond.
Adrian Walyon didn’t even glance at the photographer, without a mont’s hesitation, his lips moved slightly, and he replied calmly to the person, "Sure."
Just that simple word, nothing else.
Sumr Sutton’s mind seed to explode with a loud bang, like sothing had blown apart.
Adrian Walyon turned around, already heading outside the company.
The staff from Morningview seed delighted to be able to have a al with him and swiftly followed him.
Ariella Sawyer, as a female artist, received an invitation from Morningview Group to shoot an ad; Morningview is her client.
Now her client invited her to a al, how could she not go?
Dragging along Sumr Sutton, Ariella forcibly tugged her onto Morningview Group’s company car.
After everyone clambered on, the photographer smiled and invited Adrian Walyon outside the car, "Young Master Walyon, take this car! It’s convenient!"
Adrian Walyon had his own car, and normally never took the company car.
Following the staff’s invitation, he seed to have no objections and leisurely walked over to the car where everyone was.
Sumr Sutton was the last to get on the car, sitting by the window.
When Adrian Walyon ca over, he was standing right outside her window.
Sumr Sutton’s gaze stiffly locked onto him, sitting still without moving or making any effort to open the door for him.
She just didn’t want Adrian Walyon to get in the car.
Ariella, on the other hand, was straightforwardly forceful, tugging her arm to her side, pulling Sumr Sutton away and making space.
"Little Ariella!" Sumr Sutton glared at her, sowhat displeased.
"What did I do?" Ariella nonchalantly tidied her hair, looking off to the side.
Sumr Sutton, "..."
Adrian Walyon watched the two for a mont, and then sneered coldly, opened the car door, got inside, squeezing in next to Sumr Sutton.
The car was a bit crowded, already overloaded with people; everyone was squeezed together.
Adrian Walyon probably had never squeezed in a car like this with others, but couldn’t see any irritation on his face.
This season, October, Northtown was still a bit warm.
Sitting pressed against him, Sumr Sutton could clearly feel his body heat and the masculine scent wafting over from him.
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