Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 115: My People Are Not Someone You Can Afford to Offend

Adrian Walyon stared at the injuries on her face for quite a while, and inexplicably, his anger surged up.

"Who did this?" He didn’t ask what happened, only cared about who did it.

Summer Sutton buried her face into her knees, not responding.

Adrian was very angry. Since she wouldn’t say, he made a call himself to find out.

In less than thirty minutes, he knew what happened, grabbed Summer Sutton, carried her out of the villa, and threw her into the car. He drove her away from Sutton Gardens.

About twenty minutes later, the two entered a private room in a restaurant.

Summer Sutton didn’t know what he planned to do here, only feeling that Adrian Walyon was especially terrifying today, his gaze fierce as if he was about to chop someone up.

After sitting in the private room for a few minutes, two people hurriedly walked in.

As soon as they entered, both of them fell to their knees.

"Young Master Walyon, it’s my fault. I really didn’t know Miss Sutton was your person. If I had known, I would have treated her with great respect, definitely wouldn’t have asked her to leave."

The speaker was the director from the set today, the one who told Summer Sutton to leave without asking any questions.

Accompanying him was Laura Cloud.

Summer Sutton hadn’t processed the situation, and both of them started apologizing to her together, "Miss Sutton, it was all our fault today. We failed to recognize greatness. Please don’t hold it against us. It’s all our fault! It’s our mistake!"

With a "slap slap" sound, they raised their hands and each slapped their own face.

Both slapped loudly, and since Adrian Walyon hadn’t spoken, neither dared to stop, continuing until their faces were swollen beyond recognition, swollen bigger than buns.

Summer Sutton watched the scene blankly, somewhat dazed.

Adrian Walyon hadn’t asked what happened when he returned, yet he directly stood up for her?

The director and Laura Cloud stayed in the room for a long time, slapping until their hands were weak and their faces were swollen beyond sight, and Adrian finally spoke.

"A person who only directed a movie with less than a thousand in box office, and another one who became famous by faking popularity, neither has truly made it. Who gave them the courage to act arrogantly at my people?"

His voice was cold, and the latter half was almost shouted.

The director and Laura Cloud lowered their heads very low, not daring to make a sound.

"Being here dirties my eyes, get out!" Adrian turned his back and started making calls with his phone.

The director and Laura Cloud didn’t dare linger, hurriedly opened the door to leave.

Summer Sutton was listening to Adrian’s call. She didn’t hear much else but caught the words "blacklist".

Her heart jolted, she looked at him in shock.

She didn’t sympathize with people like Laura Cloud who were arrogant and domineering; she hadn’t expected Adrian to be so furious over what happened to her today.

He saw her injured, and in less than an hour, he had people called here to apologize to her, stand up for her, and avenge her.

Summer Sutton stared at him for quite a while, still not quite comprehending.

...

The two also settled dinner at the restaurant, returning to the villa at nine.

Holding Summer Sutton on his lap, Adrian Walyon applied a compress to her face and checked for other injuries on her body.

Frowning at the scrapes on her foot.

He had just agreed to her going out to work part-time this morning, and she immediately ran into trouble in the morning!

As he stared at her, his gaze suddenly deepened.

Pinching her delicate chin with his fingertips, nose against hers, his voice hoarse and seemingly resigned, "Can’t you let me worry a little less?"

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