In response to continued questioning, she would add: Look at this person, so disheveled, clothes looking unchanged, hair ssy, face tired—where is President Walyon’s charisma?
Facing discussions about the child’s gender, her standard reply was: Actually, the heroine isn’t even pregnant. Have you ever seen a pregnant woman remain as youthful and beautiful as a girl?
After replying to most of the comnts, Sumr Sutton made a call to Ariella Sawyer, asking her to buy so data to make her comnt reach the trending list.
When Adrian Walyon saw her comnt in the news, he suddenly felt that this girl seed to be becoming more shaless.
Calling him disheveled and herself beautiful as a girl?
Wasn’t his disheveled appearance caused by wading through the rain last night to carry her back to the resort?
It’s true she’s beautiful and really youthful, although a bit shaless, but her statent is convincing enough.
Sumr Sutton’s main aim was actually to blur their identities.
Adrian Walyon didn’t want excessive exposure of himself and her, now with them on the news, Sumr Sutton helped to confuse the public’s perceptions online.
Even if it were him, she wanted everyone to think otherwise.
She figured outright denial was the way to go.
As for her pregnancy, there was no need to broadcast it—fewer people knowing might ensure the child’s safety.
Adrian Walyon stared at her for a while, casually tossing a remark her way, "Little shaless!"
Sumr Sutton didn’t care about what he said.
Adrian Walyon sat beside her for a while, intending to look at the files.
But as he flipped through, he suddenly thought about Sumr Sutton’s earlier comnt.
Was he really that disheveled today?
What exactly is disheveled?
This kind of word hardly ever associated with him.
Soon after, Adrian Walyon found out, being brought up by Sumr, he actually cared a bit about his image.
He tossed the file aside and headed to the bathroom, scrutinizing himself in the mirror.
The man in the mirror had outstanding features, facial contours seemingly drawn by an artist, with a high nose bridge and deep dark eyes. Such a face would stand out more noticeably than a spotlight anywhere.
He was still this handso—where was the ss? Where was the ss?
Adrian Walyon did have confidence in his face.
No one ever doubted the excellent genetics of the Walyon Family either.
Adrian Walyon thought that Sumr Sutton’s earlier comnt was purely a lack of vision—she should see an ophthalmologist.
However, even knowing it was her issue, hearing her say that this morning he wasn’t as handso as his past self still put a knot in Adrian Walyon’s heart, making him uncomfortable.
...
Adrian Walyon spent a bit too long in the bathroom, whatever he was doing inside, Sumr Sutton didn’t know.
At this ti, Sumr Sutton was actively chatting with netizens using a small account.
One netizen was asking her how she t Adrian Walyon.
Sumr Sutton spun an elaborate tale, ntioning she used to be a small employee at the Walyon Clan Group and had once seen his handso face from afar during the President’s working hours.
She ntioned how it was possible to see his photos internally at the company, saying she would stare at his photos hundreds of tis a day and such.
After more than half an hour, the bathroom door opened.
Adrian Walyon stood at the door, lazily leaning against it, calling out to her, "Sumr!"
Sumr Sutton turned her head, looking at him blankly.
Her gaze was vacant, and as she looked at him, there was only confusion in her eyes, nothing more.
"What’s up?"
Adrian Walyon was originally waiting for her to notice herself, but he didn’t expect her reaction to be like this.
His mouth twitched, and he reminded her, "Haven’t you noticed anything different about ?"
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