novelraw Chapter 472: Just Like Her Type
Chapter 472: Just Like Her Type
Chapter 472: Chapter 472: Just Like Her Type
With her face tilted up, she drank the wine from her glass.
The employees from Morningview Group who came with her today are all easygoing and pleasant.
Being with Summer Sutton, everyone interacts with her like colleagues, very casually.
After a toast from the photographer, others began to toast her as well.
"Miss Sutton, I also toast to you. If we have the chance in the future, we hope to see you and Ariella again. Morningview welcomes you both!"
"Yes, the workload today was quite heavy, everyone hasn’t eaten since noon! It’s been quite tough!"
"Miss Sutton and Ariella have worked hard!"
And so, one by one, about ten people all started to toast Summer Sutton.
Summer Sutton’s alcohol tolerance maxes out at three beers.
Any more, and she’d definitely pass out.
Plus, her stomach is empty now; drinking alcohol when hungry makes the stomach feel worse.
After two drinks, she was already feeling uncomfortable.
Her stomach felt terrible, a bit nauseous, her brows slightly furrowed, her expression seemed rather uncomfortable.
But she didn’t show it too obviously.
Among those present, others didn’t know her drinking capacity, but Adrian Walyon knew very well.
Never mind her drinking capacity, even if Summer Sutton just furrowed her brows slightly, he could immediately tell something was wrong with her.
Adrian Walyon stared at her beside him for quite a while, and when another employee was about to toast Summer Sutton, he stood up.
"I’ll take this one for her." Without any explanation, Adrian took the glass from the employee’s hand and drank it down in one go.
The employee making the toast was a bit surprised, forgetting to react in his confusion.
Earlier in the car, seeing how close Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon were, and Adrian hadn’t shown any disdain, everyone originally thought Summer Sutton just happened to be to his liking.
Unexpectedly, Adrian Walyon would actually help her out like this.
This was beyond a matter of taste; this counted as excessive care, right?
The group of employees noticed something, perhaps trying to match them, others also began to toast Summer Sutton.
Summer Sutton wanted to drink herself, but just as she reached out, Adrian Walyon held her hand.
His palm was broad and warm, just like before.
Summer Sutton stared at him blankly, suddenly feeling a bit sad inside.
Adrian Walyon still didn’t offer any explanation for his actions; as long as someone toasted, he drank for her.
His alcohol tolerance was high; there were just about ten people at the scene, each toasting one drink, it wasn’t a problem for him to handle.
By the end of dinner, he wasn’t even slightly drunk, but Summer Sutton was feeling all sorts of discomfort.
Ariella Sawyer was even more drunk, directly collapsed at the table.
The photographer was perceptive and knew Adrian Walyon wouldn’t want Ariella around, so he volunteered to take Ariella home.
Adrian Walyon cast a faint glance at him, handed Ariella over, and then took Summer Sutton out of the restaurant.
Holding onto Summer Sutton’s arm, he practically carried her out.
As they went outside, Summer Sutton hung off his arm like a little chick, really being carried away by him.
After drinking, her stomach was already uncomfortable.
Adrian Walyon’s rough action made her feel even worse.
During dinner, she hadn’t eaten much; after being carried out by him, her stomach felt uneasy, almost made her vomit.
Just as she had the impulse, the chilling voice of the man above her head came coldly, "Dare to try vomiting!"
Summer Sutton was intimidated by him, grudgingly suppressing the impulse.
She hadn’t eaten, so at most she would dry heave.
But with Adrian Walyon’s shout, all the impulse was gone.