CHAPTER 227: CHAPTER 227: SO FOND OF HEAVY FLAVORS

His gaze was icy, sharp like fractured ice.

Even though he hadn’t uttered a single word yet, Director Chapman’s legs had already started to tremble.

"Tell me what happened just now." Adrian Walyon glanced at him coldly, then turned his gaze to Summer Sutton.

"He wanted me to accompany him for two days," Summer Sutton said truthfully.

The chill on Adrian Walyon’s face seemed even more menacing.

Director Chapman looked at him cautiously, his back already drenched in cold sweat.

Summer Sutton side-eyed him, adding, "Honey, he also said he wanted me and Ariella Sawyer to have a threesome with him!"

Honey?

Director Chapman was shocked, staring at Summer Sutton, unable to believe what he heard.

Adrian Walyon is married?

He just wanted to play around with a minor staff member, but not only is she Adrian Walyon’s woman, she’s his wife?

This is...

Director Chapman felt as if the sky was falling.

If he had known that Summer Sutton was Adrian Walyon’s wife, he would have packed up and run abroad immediately; he would never have come forward to admit his mistake!

"Young Master Walyon, I really didn’t know she was yours! I was wrong! I was wrong!" Not daring to look at Adrian Walyon, Director Chapman started slapping his own face.

Adrian Walyon’s forehead twitched fiercely.

A threesome?

What the hell kind of heavy taste is that!

"But, I only had absurd thoughts. I didn’t even touch a finger of your wife," Director Chapman didn’t dare to look up, still slapping himself, "She can testify to that."

Adrian Walyon ignored him, simply helping Summer Sutton straighten her ruffled clothes, then called the house driver to come over.

"You go back first, I’ve asked the driver to pick you up. Wait for me at home!"

He accompanied her out of the restaurant and waited at the door for the driver to arrive before having the driver take Summer Sutton home first.

Sitting in the car, Summer Sutton kept thinking about how he would deal with Director Chapman on the way back.

Adrian Walyon had her sent straight home, she knew, because he didn’t want her to see anything too gruesome.

But Summer Sutton wasn’t worried about Director Chapman at all.

Such an arrogant and domineering man, treating women as playthings, deserves to be taught a lesson!

...

Inside the restaurant, Ariella Sawyer was still there.

Her agent was helping her with the wound on her forehead.

Ariella Sawyer was watching Director Chapman intently.

She just wanted to know how a man like him would be punished.

Adrian Walyon sat in a chair, staring coldly at Director Chapman for a while, probably disdained to get his hands dirty himself, he made a call to his subordinates.

Shortly after, seven or eight men in black suits entered the restaurant.

"This director likes heavy tastes, the taste of sharks from the sea should suit him."

"From tonight, make this name disappear forever!" Adrian Walyon stood up, straightened the creases in his shirt, left a sentence, then walked out of the restaurant.

Director Chapman listened to his words in shock, his face turning deathly pale,

The men in black carried him and took him to the car.

Ariella Sawyer watched the whole process, using her phone to report back to Summer Sutton about the situation there.

"Summer, your husband seems to have a big influence, Director Chapman acted like a turtle in front of him."

"Director Chapman got fed to the sharks!"

"Summer, your husband is so handsome!"

Summer Sutton listened quietly to her, somewhat unable to recover.

She always knew Adrian Walyon wasn’t to be messed with, but seeing how Director Chapman was scared just listening to Adrian’s name today.

Just a name made people tremble with fear; this man seems even more terrifying than she imagined.