Summer Sutton didn't have any opinion on where to stay, after all, whether at home or in a hotel, she would be with Adrian Walyon.
The two of them sat on the terrace 108 floors above the ground late at night. Summer Sutton quietly accompanied Adrian Walyon for dinner, and by the time they finished, it was almost midnight.
The room Adrian Walyon booked was just downstairs. He had reserved this place originally without planning to bring Summer Sutton here for dinner.
After checking in, he opened the door and went inside. Adrian Walyon casually tossed his jacket onto the sofa beside him and went into the bathroom.
Summer Sutton looked around the room casually and unexpectedly found a bouquet of flowers placed inside.
A large bunch of hydrangeas, in various colors.
Summer Sutton held them and looked, thinking that the hotel was quite thoughtful to have flowers prepared for guests in the room.
But as she kept looking, she suddenly realized something wasn't right.
