Summer Sutton had been in the room for quite a while.
With her temper, normally she would have left immediately when told to go.
But today, she suddenly thought of Adrian Walyon.
If she couldn't find evidence for herself this time, what would she do?
The Walyon Family couldn't accommodate her, would Adrian be sad, would he feel hurt if she left?
Summer stood stiffly in place, unmoving.
It seemed Bryce Walyon was afraid Adrian would come back, causing a scene, so someone was sent to hasten her departure.
"Young Madam, please leave! We've already packed a box for you." A servant stood at the door, carrying the suitcase over directly.
They were rushing her to leave!
Summer wasn't the type to linger where she wasn't wanted. Since they were kicking her out, she couldn't possibly stay.
Dragging her suitcase, she headed downstairs with her head down.
As she entered the hall, Old Master Walyon happened to be there.
