Adrian Walyon's handsome face stiffened slightly.
"I really don't know what's going on between you two. You're both in the same city, what's so difficult to understand that you can't see each other every day," Ariella Sawyer complained with a headache, looking up at Adrian Walyon. She suddenly giggled, "To be honest, you're here because of Summer Sutton, aren't you? Hehe..."
She seemed quite drunk. The agent found her words particularly impertinent and tugged on her arm, constantly reminding her, "Little Ariella, Mr. Walyon is also one of the investors!"
She was reminding Ariella Sawyer not to offend him.
But Ariella had drunk too much to care.
Talking to herself, she continued, "Actually, I know I'm right. You must be constantly worried about her, right? But Summer is gone, why don't you go after her?"
She seemed unable to understand, staring at Adrian Walyon for a long time before pushing him, "Go on! Go, go, go! Men shouldn't be vain; a vain man won't win a wife."
