She is still a student who has two months before graduation, and her appearance gives the impression of being too young and too inexperienced.
However, when Sumr Sutton arrived at the venue, her deanor was nothing like soone fresh out of school. She was poised, confident, articulate, and had a clear logic. Such charisma was no less than those already navigating the social circles with ease.
Tonight, ever since she appeared, she had been a bright and beautiful sight at the event.
With fair skin, beautiful looks, youthful and vibrant, wherever she stood, she radiated charm.
Sumr Sutton chatted with clients, while her gaze unexpectedly turned to briefly survey the surroundings.
"What’s wrong?" Marshall Quinn asked curiously.
Sumr Sutton’s gaze continued to scan the venue, sweeping over the faces nearby, and she frowned suspiciously.
"Did you see soone familiar?" Marshall Quinn asked again.
Sumr Sutton actually felt soone staring at her again, and she could sense that the gaze was from the sa person as before.
Yet, there was no one familiar to her at the venue.
"Nothing." She shook her head and replied to Marshall Quinn, dismissing it as a fignt of her imagination.
She knew she was beautiful. Whenever she donned a gown and applied a bit of makeup, it was common for people to stare at her at parties.
Sumr Sutton perceived the earlier gaze as one among many admiring her beauty.
She stayed at the venue for quite a while, leaving just after ten.
As they walked, Marshall Quinn praised her non-stop, "Miss Sutton, you are truly remarkable! I assud it would be challenging to guide you, but it turned out to be effortless."
As they walked, he offered his assessnt of Sumr Sutton that evening, "At the start of chatting with clients, you appeared slightly nervous, but later on, there was no trace of a workplace newbie’s deanor. Miss Sutton indeed has the aura of a leader! Although Young Master Walyon is not around, I believe that with Miss Sutton managing Morningview Group, it certainly won’t go downhill."
He seed not to worry about the company’s future at all.
Sumr Sutton interrupted, "Marshall Quinn, I’m only managing temporarily. Morningview Group is Adrian’s legacy. He is the person who understands this company the best, and only he can manage it optimally!"
As Sumr Sutton spoke, her eyes were bright, and Marshall Quinn saw a gleam of hope within them.
This side of Sumr Sutton made Marshall Quinn feel a bit helpless.
Adrian Walyon’s funeral had already been held, and it was the Walyons who personally confird his passing. Things had reached this point, and Marshall Quinn couldn’t comprehend what sustained Sumr Sutton’s belief that Adrian Walyon was still in this world.
Was it faith?
Or was it intuition?
Nonetheless, if Sumr Sutton wanted to believe, then let her believe!
Living with hope is always good, because with hope, one has the motive to keep living, doesn’t one?
Walking out of the hotel with Sumr Sutton, Marshall Quinn got into his car first.
Sumr Sutton followed behind and was about to get in as well when a figure suddenly bent down and entered a car not far ahead, under the cover of night.
As the man’s face leaned into the car, Sumr Sutton’s gaze happened to shift in the direction of the figure.
She didn’t see anything clearly, only catching sight of a silver mask.
The person ahead had already gotten into the car.
The windows of the black sports car rolled up, and it vanished into the night like a gust of wind.
The car did not pass by Sumr Sutton as it drove in a direction different from hers.
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