He seemed slightly disdainful, not giving Grace Wood any face, and raised his hand to dust off the spot on his clothes she had touched, several times.
Grace stood next to him, staring at him in agitation, extremely embarrassed.
What kind of family is the Wood Family?
Not to say they’re as powerful as the Walyon Family, but at least they’re influential and well-respected domestically.
Grace herself isn’t lacking either, blessed with such a family background, she has striking features. In high society, whenever she appears, isn’t it always men flocking around her?
Grace has grown up never being rejected by anyone.
She couldn’t quite understand it, but didn’t want to miss the chance to be alone with Adrian Walyon.
She looked up at Adrian, struggled with herself, and carefully took a step closer towards him.
This time, she didn’t dare to touch him directly like before, maintaining a slight distance, and tentatively asked, "Does Young Master Walyon have a girlfriend?"
Adrian still showed no intention of paying attention to her, only taking his phone to make a call to Summer Sutton, "In three minutes, get over here immediately!"
He shouted sternly, clearly fed up with Grace’s pestering.
After shouting, he hung up the phone.
Unexpectedly, while they waited quietly, there was not a hint of a response from Summer Sutton.
Adrian’s expression, not pleasant to begin with, turned as dark as a pot’s bottom.
A minute later, not seeing her shadow, he called Summer Sutton again, "Mrs. Walyon, I am asking you to come here!"
Through gritted teeth, he squeezed out the words, then hung up the phone.
Grace stood stiffly beside him, not daring to believe what she’d heard.
He’s already married! Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽
Grace’s mind buzzed, feeling as if she’d been struck by lightning.
Summer Sutton came here today with Adrian Walyon, as his assistant.
Without any embellishment, dressed very conservatively, she hadn’t even raised her face much since arriving.
Grace had seen her come in with Adrian beforehand but hadn’t paid attention to her at all.
How could such an ordinary woman like her have a man like Adrian Walyon?
Grace felt extremely unwilling, stiffly standing in place, the leaves beside her being pinched to pieces one after another.
Summer Sutton was still sitting in the banquet hall.
She had no idea what was happening over on Adrian’s end.
She originally didn’t intend to respond to Adrian’s calls, but after struggling internally, she stood up and headed towards the direction he’d just left.
Adrian didn’t bother with Grace’s feelings, waited a while for Summer, not seeing her, he left Grace behind and headed towards the banquet hall.
Grace wasn’t willing to give up, following him from behind the whole way.
As she walked, it seemed as if she was contemplating something.
As the two entered the corridor one after the other, Summer Sutton happened to be walking towards them.
She looked up at Adrian from this direction, and just as Summer’s gaze hadn’t yet adjusted, Grace suddenly rushed at Adrian, leaned against the wall beside him, yanked her gown off her shoulder, and reached up to kiss his lips...
Her action was too sudden, so sudden that even as Adrian tried to dodge, he stepped back a moment too late.
His face turned to the side, avoiding her kiss, and Adrian’s gaze shifted past her towards Summer Sutton’s direction.
Summer Sutton’s gaze happened to meet his, stiffly watching the two of them, her face turned slightly pale.
Grace glanced sideways at Summer’s reaction, her red lips subtly curled upward.
The man she couldn’t have, no other woman should think it would end well!