CHAPTER 575: CHAPTER 575: IN THE NAME OF LOVE

A small gift box quietly sits on the table, decorated with a lavender ribbon tied into a bow.

Adrian Walyon stared at the box for quite some time, tempted several times to walk over, open it, and see what was inside.

However, after some thought, he restrained his impulse.

He made so many phone calls today, yet Summer Sutton didn’t tell him what she was doing; she must be planning to give it to him at what she thinks is the right time, right?

She has her own thoughts, and Adrian decided to go along with her, pretending he knows nothing.

Without touching the gift box, after a simple wash, he went to bed with Summer Sutton.

Adrian Walyon’s birthday is November 25th, Sagittarius, today.

He doesn’t care about birthdays at all, hasn’t given it a thought, and after sleeping with Summer Sutton for a few hours, without waking her, he went directly to the company at noon.

Adrian Walyon has always been someone who doesn’t care about anything except Summer Sutton, not even himself.

During the afternoon at the company, he didn’t even book a restaurant for the evening, planning to finish his work then go back to spend the day with Summer Sutton as usual.

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Summer Sutton didn’t sleep all night, and by the time she woke up, it was already afternoon.

At this hour, going to the company would be just in time to leave, so she simply took a day off and didn’t go.

Since Adrian Walyon isn’t concerned about birthdays at all, Summer Sutton figured he definitely wouldn’t order a cake today.

Summer Sutton rummaged through the kitchen for a while and decided to make one herself for him.

She decided on a Sakura Mousse, the same type Adrian Walyon ordered when he confessed, named "In the Name of Love."

Sakura Mousse is a very complex cake, taking much longer to make than ordinary cakes.

Summer Sutton has always been patient, and with all the ingredients at home, she just went ahead and made it.

Soaking the cherry blossoms, making the cake mixture, refrigerating, making the mirror finish, the entire process took a full seven hours, from noon to night, from broad daylight to darkness.

The cake was finished, and only then did she belatedly realize a problem—would Adrian Walyon come back tonight?

On such a day, the Walyon Family should have also made special preparations for him, right?

Old Master Walyon, being someone who values special occasions, would have had the chef prepare a table full of dishes. If Adrian Walyon didn’t go back, wouldn’t the old man be so angry he’d blow his beard and glare?

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Adrian Walyon was quite busy today, working overtime after office hours.

At 6:30 in the evening, as soon as it was time for the Walyon Family’s dinner, Diana Wood’s phone calls began bombarding endlessly.

She was calling anxiously, urging persistently; when Adrian didn’t answer, she kept calling until his phone shut off one after another.

Still not answered, Diana Wood, fuming, called for a driver and headed straight to his company with a stern face.

When she arrived, Adrian Walyon was still busy.

His face was slightly lowered, fingers tapping on the computer, seemingly doing accounts.

"How many times have I called? Can’t say you’re busy? Do you have any idea what today is? Do you know how long your grandfather has been waiting for you? He even specially had a table of your favorite dishes prepared today. If you’re not going back, fine, but can’t you at least answer a call? Adrian Walyon, what on earth are you trying to do?" Diana Wood shouted furiously, already angry when she came, and after delivering a tirade, Adrian hadn’t even glanced at her, making her even more infuriated.