If she could get to know more producers, those at the level of her father, learn from them, she wouldn’t worry about lacking the ability to run the company well after taking it back in the future.
In the evening, Adrian Walyon had an evening dress and some matching jewelry sent over.
A little black cocktail dress, the hem reaching the thighs, strap design, revealing a beautiful back.
Summer Sutton is suitable for black, with her fair skin, the expanse of white on her back exposed, merely looking at it is tempting.
With a little makeup, she looks sexy yet vibrant.
The dinner Adrian Walyon is taking Summer Sutton to is at the home of the well-known producer, Ruby Chapman.
One of the current highest-valued producers.
Summer Sutton is happy to have the opportunity to meet a legend in the production industry.
After being introduced to Ruby Chapman by Adrian Walyon, she chatted a lot with Ruby and learned a lot through the conversation.
The attendees at tonight’s banquet were almost all from the entertainment circle, either top stars, or people listed on certain notable lists, or renowned producers.
Summer Sutton, as a student, was like a small fry here.
However, perhaps out of respect for Adrian Walyon, everyone Adrian introduced Summer Sutton to was very enthusiastic towards her.
Almost any question Summer Sutton asked, the crowd would answer for her.
In such a banquet setting, drinking is unavoidable.
Adrian Walyon knows a lot of people, naturally, he was toasted quite often at such an occasion.
He seemed to have forgotten about his injury, when toasted, he picked up the glass to drink, but was suddenly interrupted by Summer Sutton who was enthusiastically chatting with Ruby Chapman on the side, "Adrian, not tonight!"
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His raised hand froze in mid-air.
He turned his head, stared at her blankly for a moment.
"Your hand is still injured, drinking is not good," Summer Sutton reminded him.
Adrian Walyon seemed to be in an extremely good mood tonight.
Setting the glass aside, he smiled at the man toasting him, "The wife is watching over it! Sorry, let’s find a time to get together next time!"
The man toasting him chuckled and waved carelessly, "No problem, no problem, isn’t Young Master Walyon injured?"
The two then resumed chatting.
The banquet lasted quite a while.
At the banquet, many conversations revolved around discussing Summer Sutton.
After all, in a setting like tonight’s, her face was the freshest.
They discussed her marriage to Adrian Walyon, and how well Adrian treats her, and such.
As they discussed, Adrian Walyon was unanimously deemed to be under the wife’s control by those present.
Hearing this term unintentionally, Summer Sutton felt a bit uneasy.
Did she have the guts to manage Adrian Walyon?
A man so flamboyant and domineering, running rampant wherever he goes, could she control him?
However, upon closer thought, it seemed that when she requested Adrian Walyon to do something, he never really refused her.
Summer Sutton quietly gazed at Adrian’s back not far away, her lips curled involuntarily.
When the banquet ended, it was eleven o’clock.
Ruby Chapman’s residence was very far from the Walyon Family mansion, Adrian felt it was troublesome to drive back, so he drove straight to Morning Garden.
Tonight, Summer Sutton was particularly considerate, upon returning to the room, she took the initiative to help him undress.
She removed his shirt, tossed it aside, then went to the bathroom to run the bath.
Adrian Walyon leisurely followed her in, quietly watched her back for a while, feeling that she was exceptionally virtuous tonight.
Exceptionally virtuous.
Summer Sutton finished running the bath, turned around and started pulling off his trousers.