He clearly showed no intention of getting involved.
"Adrian Walyon!" Sumr Sutton tugged at his arm, almost pleading.
Sumr Sutton didn’t know what the current situation was on Manuel Ink’s side.
All Sumr knew was that when she escaped just now, there were so many people by the sea, and Manuel Ink’s injuries were not fully healed yet.
Every minute and every second now was crucial for him.
Perhaps being late by just a second, he would be gone.
Sumr Sutton was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
But Adrian Walyon just stood there coldly, without any intention to move.
"If you won’t go, I’ll go myself!" Sumr Sutton couldn’t help it. She stopped a car that happened to be passing by and was about to leave.
Sumr going by herself wouldn’t be of much help.
But after she arrived, at least she could understand the situation over there.
As for her safety, her life was given to her by Manuel Ink, Sumr no longer cared about anything.
When you owe soone, you should repay them, that’s human nature!
Adrian Walyon’s gaze stiffly followed her direction, his eyes growing even colder.
When the car Sumr was in was ready to start, he suddenly stepped into the car, sitting by her side.
Sumr Sutton turned her head to glance at him, paused for a mont, but didn’t ask much.
The driver drove the two of them towards the seaside where the accident happened.
As soon as the car arrived, Sumr Sutton pushed the car door open and ran towards the dock.
When she arrived, the sll of blood was thick in the air, and there were heavy casualties on both sides.
Manuel Ink’s yacht was still docked by the sea, it hadn’t left.
His figure wasn’t seen, only his bodyguards were lying on the ground.
The French n were also gone, they must have left after achieving their goal.
Sumr Sutton’s heart tightened, she ran around the dock, searching everywhere.
"Manuel..." She didn’t know his na, only this word that represented his identity.
There was only the sound of waves sweeping the beach, no other response.
"Manuel!" Sumr Sutton shouted, running through the surrounding areas searching.
Her calls were loud, filled with anxiety and worry.
Each shout drowned in the tides, with no response, she continued to call, her voice almost going hoarse.
Adrian Walyon silently watched her from a distance, a layer of frost slowly forming in his heart.
Who was the person she was looking for?
What had happened to her over the past month or so?
Sumr Sutton kept searching, unwilling to give up without finding a trace of Manuel Ink.
She searched the vicinity of the dock in circles but found no one, and then slowly searched along the nearby beach.
In the span of a day, she had almost covered all areas several kiloters around the accident site...
By the ti night fell, she still hadn’t found anyone. Sumr Sutton stood alone on the beach, her brows tightly furrowed.
Had he escaped, or had sothing happened to him?
Adrian Walyon didn’t care anymore, he strode towards her, intending to take her to the roadside.
"Go back with !" He pushed her into the car, reported the airport address, and upon arrival, pulled her into the airport.
As they were about to enter the hall, Sumr Sutton stepped back a few steps, "I can’t leave yet!"
At least she needed to find out if Manuel Ink was alive or dead!
Adrian Walyon didn’t want to hear it, and since Sumr Sutton wouldn’t leave, he simply rolled up his sleeves and carried her into the hall.
"Adrian Walyon, put down!" There were so many people at the airport, Sumr Sutton felt extrely embarrassed in his arms.
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Here’s a spoiler: One of Manuel Ink’s identities is related to Royal Delight.
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