Sumr Sutton was dumbfounded for a good while after receiving the phone call.
What surprised her even more was that the next day at work, as soon as she entered the office, she was greeted by a whole room of roses from a male artist.
The abundance of flowers made her coworkers at the sa studio green with envy, and within just one morning, the news had quickly beco the talk of Royal Delight.
The intention of this pursuit was extrely clear.
The male artist was Nathan South, a dostic A-list male star with experience in multiple hit TV productions.
With such a celebrity, any slight commotion inevitably becos news online.
In the morning, soone from the company leaked this incident online, and in just a few hours, it spread rapidly. By midday, the news of Sumr Sutton being pursued was all over the internet.
She had already made it to the trending topics on Weibo last night, and today’s events with Nathan South once again turned her into a figure of public discussion.
Adrian Walyon saw the news while at work.
He was on a break, habitually scrolling through Weibo on his phone, but what he saw was this kind of news.
His well-proportioned fingers clenched the phone tightly, his blade-like lips curling into a cold smile...
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Sumr Sutton knew Adrian Walyon’s temper. After receiving the flowers, she didn’t dare leave them in her office for long. Upon entering, she saw the florist’s employees still moving flowers into her office. Sumr picked up a bouquet, handed it to them, and said, "Please take all these away! Take them all!"
"This..." The employee looked at her, sowhat troubled.
Nathan South had paid a lot for them, and once the money is taken, the items have to be delivered—it’s the basic principle of doing business, after all.
"I said take them all away, and please tell the gentleman who ordered them that, for the sake of his personal safety, he shouldn’t do sothing like this again." Sumr didn’t care about any of it and stuffed bouquet after bouquet into the employee’s arms.
The employee was quite troubled, standing there without moving, so she started carrying them herself.
In the end, the employee had no choice but to remove all the flowers.
The air in the office beca slightly fresher.
Sumr had already had soone send a ssage to Nathan South, thinking this would settle the matter.
But, to her surprise, after work that evening, Nathan South himself appeared outside her office.
His tall figure leaned against her door, arms folded across his chest, his gaze leisurely drifting in her direction, watching Sumr, who hadn’t lifted her head since he appeared. Nathan South slightly furrowed his brows, "Beauty, you really hurt this way."
His tone was mischievous, completely ignoring the presence of others in the office, openly teasing Sumr Sutton.
Sumr felt the nerves in her forehead twitch a couple of tis and slowly lifted her face.
Her gaze floated past him to a short distance behind him, noticing a man approaching. Sumr warned him, "Mr. South, if you continue staying here, you won’t just have an injured heart soon."
Nathan South didn’t look back, completely oblivious to what she was talking about.
He simply found Sumr Sutton’s words especially amusing and retracted his crossed legs, slowly moving towards Sumr at her desk, leaning his hands on her desk surface as he raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Really? Tell , how will I get hurt?"
Looking at her delicate wrist that seed too fragile to withstand anything, Nathan South laughed lightly, "Are you going to lay a finger on ?"
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