Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!
Chapter 563 What are you doing behind my back!
CHAPTER 563: CHAPTER 563 WHAT ARE YOU DOING BEHIND MY BACK!
Ariella Sawyer was a bit flustered by the unexpected attention. As soon as he approached, she quickly pulled out a chair and gestured for him to sit.
Ryan Walyon glanced inconspicuously at Summer Sutton who was sitting next to her, then took his seat.
Ariella was a very lively girl, probably because of the beach incident last time, she wasn’t as afraid of Ryan Walyon anymore.
After Ryan Walyon sat down, she rambled on, "Today’s gathering is organized by the studio for Summer. Summer is really amazing, she joined Royal Delight as a producer. It’s well known in the entertainment circle how strict Royal Delight’s behind-the-scenes team is, but Summer succeeded. Even if it’s just as an intern, what does it matter? Isn’t she still young? The future is bright."
"As a student who came to Northtown all by herself, it hasn’t been easy for Summer these past few years. But fortunately, she’s outstanding; I’m so happy today. My Summer is amazing!"
She was more excited than when she entered a good company herself, speaking with such enthusiasm that her face turned red.
"Is that so?" Ryan Walyon quietly listened to her until she was done speaking. He poured himself a drink and clinked glasses with Summer Sutton, "Keep up the good work!"
"Mm." Summer Sutton nodded, clearly in high spirits tonight.
A group of people sat together, continuing to chat and eat.
Ryan Walyon didn’t seem like a hard person to get along with. After sitting down, he didn’t show any airs, and when Ariella spoke to him, he responded.
After sitting at the table for a while, Ariella also felt less restrained in front of him.
As they ate, Ariella suggested playing a game to liven things up.
Ryan Walyon, who was usually quite aloof, surprisingly, didn’t refuse Ariella and her group’s antics today.
The game Ariella suggested was the simplest one, Truth or Dare.
They spun a beer bottle on the table, and whoever it pointed to had to do something they wouldn’t usually do as a penalty.
Tonight, Ryan Walyon seemed to have some kind of luck; as soon as the game started, he was the first to be punished.
Everyone at the table watched him intently, as if anticipating what kind of penalty he would choose.
Summer Sutton sat on the side, also watching Ryan Walyon.
Her eyes sparkled when she looked at him, like gentle ripples of green.
Those ripples spread into Ryan Walyon’s heart.
Ryan Walyon stared at her for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked toward her.
Summer Sutton thought his target was the person next to her and looked around.
Ryan Walyon kept walking in her direction, his eyes hazy from the few drinks he had, making it hard for Summer Sutton to discern his expression.
There was still Ariella Sawyer sitting next to Summer Sutton; the others at the table didn’t know who Ryan Walyon was heading towards.
Summer Sutton watched him in a daze, observing the moonlight softness of his facial contours, feeling as if something knocked inside her head.
Leaning back slightly, Summer Sutton had a vague guess about Ryan Walyon’s intentions.
Ryan Walyon seemed a bit tipsy already; Summer Sutton even doubted whether he was aware of what he was doing.
Summer Sutton watched him for a while and prepared to casually retreat when Adrian Walyon’s voice unexpectedly rang out by the restaurant door, "What are you all doing?"
His shout was somewhat fierce, the chill in his voice penetrating to the bone.
His icy gaze swept toward Ryan Walyon, fixating on the overly close distance between him and Summer Sutton, and suddenly his eyes sharpened.