There was no news about him in the media; what exactly Adrian Walyon was doing now, Summer Sutton had no idea.
On a day like today, as a member of the Walyon Family, whether he would show up, she also didn't know.
He should come, right?
Since she had already left, his relationship with Grandpa should have eased, shouldn't it?
Quietly sitting alone in a corner, Summer Sutton's gaze calmly fell upon the people at the scene, surveying the area in a sweep, but did not catch sight of Adrian Walyon.
She did, however, notice the Old Master.
The elder turned his head, following her direction with his gaze, caught sight of her presence at the scene, slightly furrowed his brows, yet didn't say a thing.
He didn't act overbearing like Betty Chapman, insisting on driving her out.
Withdrawing his gaze, the Old Master continued chatting with the guests.
Summer Sutton lingered at the scene for a while, not seeing Adrian Walyon, she refocused entirely on her own matters.
