CHAPTER 565: CHAPTER 565: THE DISTANCE BETWEEN CLOUDS AND MUD

Staring at Ryan Walyon for quite a while, her gaze shifted back to Summer Sutton.

Going back and forth like this, Ariella Sawyer’s head suddenly exploded a bit.

Summer Sutton was also looking at Ryan Walyon, her gaze had been on him for a while now, her attention never focused on the game.

She just counted seriously; Ryan Walyon had already drunk at least a dozen glasses.

If he keeps drinking like this, he might get drunk and go out sideways later.

Estimating that he was probably at his limit, Summer Sutton suddenly lifted her face and looked at Ariella Sawyer, "Little Ariella, why don’t you send Ryan back home?"

Ariella Sawyer’s mind went blank, unable to believe what she heard.

She should send Ryan Walyon?

This man, cold as moonlight, if he knows tomorrow that she sent him home, he might even think she’s trying to flatter him!

"Why me? Aren’t there quite a few people here?" Ariella Sawyer couldn’t understand Summer Sutton’s suggestion.

"Didn’t you drink the least tonight?" Summer Sutton answered matter-of-factly.

Ariella Sawyer, "..."

Today, more than a dozen people came to the studio, sitting at two tables. During dinner, everyone was cheerful, and indeed, it seemed that everyone drank.

Even Summer Sutton, who basically has no alcohol tolerance, drank two glasses.

Ariella Sawyer was cornered by Summer Sutton with no words left.

But she still didn’t want to go.

"I’m not going!" Ryan Walyon and she have nothing to do with each other, between adults, maintaining distance is a must.

"You’re going whether you want to or not!" Summer Sutton was quite domineering at this time.

"Is Young Master Walyon not going home tonight?" Ariella Sawyer tried to throw the trouble onto Adrian Walyon.

"He’ll need me to send him back later!" Summer Sutton crushed her hopes.

Ariella Sawyer was blocked, suddenly not knowing how to continue the topic.

Although Adrian Walyon is Ryan Walyon’s brother, after arriving, he also drank several glasses, and he just arrived. At least let him finish his meal first.

There are so many people at the dining table, many toasted him, by the time he finishes eating, Summer Sutton might really have to send him back.

Summer Sutton’s suggestion truly was simply because everyone at the table drank.

Only Ariella Sawyer drank the least tonight, naturally, Summer Sutton thought of her.

Ariella Sawyer remained silent for a long time after her words, struggling repeatedly, but in the end, she stood up.

Looking at Ryan Walyon, whose head had heavily rested on the table, Ariella Sawyer softly called out to him, "Mr. Walyon, are you okay? Let’s stop drinking, I’ll take you home!"

Ryan Walyon was probably drunk, lying on the dining table, ignoring her.

Ariella Sawyer helplessly pulled one of his arms onto her shoulder and helped him stand.

With the help of a waiter, she supported Ryan Walyon as they walked out of the restaurant, placed him in the car, and got in herself.

Before setting off, she made a phone call to Summer Sutton, asked for the address, and drove slowly towards the Walyon Family residence.

Ryan Walyon was in the back seat, while Ariella Sawyer sat in the driver’s seat. During the drive, she didn’t look back, focusing entirely on what she was doing.

Ryan Walyon’s status is worlds apart from hers, she knew how to maintain distance.

Ryan Walyon really drank a bit too much tonight, allowing himself to slump in the back seat, tie knot casually pulled open, he seemed a bit uncomfortable, furrowing his brows and rubbing his temples several times.

"Is there anything uncomfortable? Do you need me to go buy something to help sober up?" Ariella Sawyer glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes and casually asked.