"Did sothing happen or not? He should at least investigate first!"
Sumr Sutton was sowhat displeased with Adrian Walyon’s behavior this ti, intentionally sulking, and didn’t speak to him in the car.
Instead of taking her straight ho, Adrian first took her out for dinner.
The chosen restaurant was the one they had visited before, the one on the 108th floor.
It was snowing today, and as soon as they reached the top floor, Sumr Sutton was amazed.
The top-floor restaurant was entirely silver-white, with decorated trees, flowers, grass, carpets, all covered in snow.
The restaurant was lit with warm orange lamps, a faint yellow glow like a warm current flowing through this silver-white world, adding warmth to the cold surroundings.
Seeing this snowy scene from the 108th floor was more breathtaking than on the ground.
The whole restaurant resembled an ice and snow world from a fairy tale, full of wonder.
Sumr Sutton hadn’t seen snow in a long ti, she ran over, picked up the snow on the ground, and rolled it into balls in her palm, happily playing with the snowballs.
The wind on the top floor was sowhat fierce, and as they were at such a height, the temperature was lower than that at ground level, actually quite cold.
She seed not to feel it, crouching on the ground and playing like a child, her smile warm and sweet, not caring about her hands getting red from the cold.
Adrian Walyon walked slowly towards her, crouched down in front of her, wiped the snow from her hands, massaged her red cold hands, and then guided her hands into his pocket to warm them.
Sumr Sutton seed taken aback for a mont, staring at her hand in his pocket.
"Co on, let’s go inside and order." Holding her in this posture, Adrian led her into the restaurant.
The restaurant’s interior was much warr than outside, with heating on and many candles lit.
After sitting down, Adrian was responsible for ordering, picking a large amount of nourishing food.
These days, his arrangents for als were all nourishing, as if wishing Sumr Sutton would eat until she was plump... to give birth?
This strange thought popped into Sumr Sutton’s mind, and when the food arrived, facing the table full of food, she suddenly lost her appetite.
Could he really be plotting like this?
Adrian Walyon was eating, cutting a piece of at and putting it in his mouth, his gaze drifted towards her, and he suddenly said, "I want to know all the details about this incident."
Sumr Sutton was slightly stunned, gently putting down the knife and fork in her hands.
"Actually, there’s not much to it, it was just that day after work, when I was in the underground parking lot, I suddenly slled a strange fragrance, and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was on a deserted island..."
Her tone was very mild, simply stating the facts without much embellishnt or description.
Even how she survived on the deserted island before, how she escaped, drifting at sea during that ti, relying solely on willpower to stay alive, she described lightly without revealing too much emotion.
Adrian Walyon gently closed his eyes, his grip on the knife and fork slightly tight.
He didn’t speak for a long ti after her words.
Tonight Adrian Walyon was sowhat quiet, even after returning ho he didn’t speak much.
Back at Morning Garden, Sumr Sutton took a shower and prepared for sleep early.
It’s been over a month since the last Royal Delight internship exam passed.
From tomorrow, she has to prepare for the second round of assessnts.
Currently, only three interns from Royal Delight remain after layers of elimination.
There are two more rounds of assessnts to go, each round tougher than the last.
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