Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!

Chapter 509: This is domestic violence!



Chapter 509: This is domestic violence!

Chapter 509: Chapter 509: This is domestic violence!

The director was thinking, today he already received a big investment from Ryan Walyon. If he managed to please Adrian Walyon, perhaps he could secure an even larger investment.

By that time, the film crew should have enough continuous funding to complete the entire movie.

Summer Sutton wasn’t an actress in the crew, so whether the film turned out well or lacked funding was none of her concern.

The director’s hint was directly ignored by her.

The director was unwilling to give up, knowing only she could help the crew now.

"Auntie! Let me toast to you!" He poured a glass of juice for Summer Sutton and served himself some wine, trying to be polite with her.

Summer Sutton couldn’t stand him and continued to ignore him.

"I already said if the investment comes through, I’ll make Little Bell the second female lead." The director was still persistent, cautiously glancing at her as he tried to persuade.

Summer Sutton still didn’t respond to him.

How was she supposed to please him?

To be subjected to Adrian Walyon’s unwritten rules for someone else’s crew?

"Alright, stop making it hard for her!" Ariella Sawyer couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

"Then will you go?" The director casually responded to her.

He didn’t dare let Ariella Sawyer offend Adrian Walyon, as it was clear to everyone that Adrian only had eyes for Summer Sutton.

His target was the unmarried Jimmy Evans.

Ariella Sawyer, who just moments ago was indignant, instantly wilted.

She sat back in her chair and didn’t utter a single word afterward.

Something like an unwritten rule, she would never do!

The director didn’t place his hopes on her at all and pushed at Summer Sutton again, trying to get her to toast Adrian Walyon.

It was just toasting, after all, such a simple thing. Perhaps by pleasing Adrian Walyon, in a moment of happiness, he might invest without Summer Sutton even having to bring up the matter.

The director’s plan was wonderfully thought out.

Who would have thought that from start to finish, Summer Sutton showed no intention of cooperating at all.

The director was helpless and could only entertain Jimmy Evans and Adrian Walyon himself.

"Gentlemen, please, allow me to toast to you both! Thank you both for coming all this way, and for your optimism about the crew."

Jimmy Evans drank the wine in his glass in one swig.

Adrian Walyon, however, only held the glass, lightly swirling it, with no intention of drinking.

His gaze fell on Summer Sutton’s face, and who knew what was going through his mind.

In the afternoon, Summer Sutton had been kissed by him publicly when he forcibly gave her tea. Assuming he was about to use the same method to feed her wine, she suddenly swung her fist toward Adrian Walyon’s stomach.

She was slender and petite, but her strength was not insignificant.

When she exerted herself, even Adrian Walyon couldn’t take it, especially since she hit his abdomen.

Adrian Walyon was bewildered after taking a punch, his body arching, and his face showing some twisted expressions.

With a fierce gaze, he glanced at Summer Sutton beside him, gritting his teeth as he said her name, "Summer Sutton!"

Summer Sutton acted as if nothing had happened, picking up her knife and fork to eat her meal.

Everyone at the table watched this scene unfold, collectively stunned.

This was domestic violence!

The director felt particularly bitter inside, constantly worried that Adrian Walyon would be offended, shattering hopes of investment.

What made him even more despairing was what happened next.

After taking a punch from Summer Sutton, Adrian Walyon, seemingly unable to let it go, rolled up his sleeves as if intending to carry Summer Sutton back to the hotel room to resolve it behind closed doors.

However, Summer Sutton misinterpreted his sleeve-rolling move as a sign he was about to hit her.

When Adrian Walyon reached out his hand, she quickly punched him first.

This time it was his face that took the hit.

The director watched this scene unfold from the side, feeling utterly disheartened.


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