It’s still all floral scents, a very faint and subtle fragrance, suitable for young girls.
On Saturday, Sumr Sutton changed into a casual long dress and appeared early at the Shining Sky Group’s unveiling event.
The unveiling event was beautifully arranged today, thed as a garden, with various floral walls built with fresh Julia Owens. The entire venue was filled with the scent of flowers.
Though Sumr Sutton is now the head of the Morningview Group, she arrived at the venue without bringing an assistant, dressed as casually as possible. Sitting quietly in a corner, she didn’t resemble soone in charge of such a large company like Morningview Group at all but rather like a college student skipping class to chase celebrities.
Holding a glass of juice, sipping leisurely, Sumr’s gaze was fixated on the entrance of the venue.
With ten minutes left until the event started, she had only not seen the mask-wearing man for two days, yet she was a bit impatient to et him again.
Her feelings were so complex that even Sumr herself found them hard to understand.
The man appeared five minutes later, together with Alexander Winslow, his well-fitted silver suit accentuating his slender figure. Even sitting in a wheelchair, it couldn’t hide his naturally cold aura.
As soon as he appeared, the temperature around seed to drop by several degrees suddenly, and even without turning her face, Sumr could feel his presence.
That familiar aura made Sumr more convinced that he was Adrian Walyon.
His leg injury seed to have made no progress, as he was still in a wheelchair.
Sumr didn’t care about any of that, not feeling it was a flaw in his perfection at all.
With such advanced dical technology nowadays, she didn’t believe that a leg injury couldn’t be healed!
The masked man entered the venue, his gaze traversing the crowd and imdiately spotting Sumr Sutton sitting not far away.
Sitting on a tall stool, Sumr took a sip of her juice, waved her hand, and smiled sweetly as she greeted him, "Hi, we et again!"
Her tone was so natural, as if she was facing an old acquaintance.
She hadn’t even considered what would happen if the man in front of her wasn’t Adrian Walyon, and how eager she appeared at that mont.
The masked man’s gaze seed to pause for a mont, seeing her, as if a bit surprised.
Sumr looked up with her face, still smiling sweetly.
When she smiled, she looked incredibly beautiful, all the springti couldn’t outshine her radiance, just sitting there, she seed to gather all the sunlight as if dazzlingly brilliant.
"It’s that pretty beauty!" Alexander Winslow noticed Sumr Sutton and reminded the man beside him.
The man in the wheelchair ignored him, his gaze fixed on the venue, watching the arrangents.
"She’s quite persistent." Alexander glanced at Sumr Sutton and couldn’t help but sigh.
The man in the wheelchair seed not to hear him, slowly moving his wheelchair towards the stage that was built for the unveiling event.
Alexander shrugged helplessly and followed him.
Sumr Sutton had just greeted the mask-wearing man so enthusiastically, yet the other party didn’t even acknowledge her.
Sumr wasn’t discouraged; as the man’s figure moved away, she imdiately followed him.
The man turned his back to her, checking the new perfu series that would be presented on stage soon. Sumr walked over, stood next to him, picked up the perfu he had just put down, and looked at it. "The na of this series is very nice, I like it."
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