Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 612 Waiting to Meet

She ate a bit too much, her actions were ladylike, but the food went into her mouth one mouthful after another, never stopping.

Her thoughts were simple: she had to live well, replenish her strength, save her energy to return home, and wait for the meeting with Adrian Walyon.

Before being able to get in touch with Adrian, nothing else could happen to her, physically either.

Throughout the meal, the man sitting across from her seemed to have a small appetite, barely eating anything, and all the other food on the table was handled by Summer Sutton.

He stared at her for quite a while, probably because he had never seen a woman eat so much.

Summer Sutton finished the food and lifted her face, meeting his gaze. She paused and awkwardly gave an excuse, "The chef here is really good!"

"Is that so? Then eat well at every meal from now on." The man tossed the words at her, heading below the deck before her.

...

Summer Sutton’s passport was ready the next day, right before she was about to enter M Country with the group on the ship. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The name used was Little Sutton, a new name.

The identity of the man with her seemed extremely noble. When entering M Country, customs even opened a special lane for him.

Such VIP service, as if hosting a dignitary from some country.

Summer Sutton followed the group easily through immigration, with just a quick check before being let through.

After leaving the airport, several Rolls Royces drove the group to a huge mansion.

It seemed to be the palace of the man who rescued her, a place he occasionally stayed while handling business overseas.

During the days drifting at sea, Summer Sutton had been wearing maid’s attire.

The man noticed her discomfort and kindly prepared a few sets of clothes for her after arrival.

Summer Sutton also stayed at the villa in the estate with him.

Adrian Walyon was still searching for her; it had been too many days since he’d seen her, who knows how worried he was now.

Summer Sutton was eager to return home, and during dinner on the night of their arrival, she tried asking him again, "How many days do you think we will stay here?"

She had actually repeated this question many times, asking several times each day.

The man was reasonably patient, not annoyed by her persistent questioning, but simply replied calmly, "We’ll leave when the business is settled; the situation is still uncertain."

Summer Sutton had no choice but to keep waiting.

When she asked him, her eyes seemed to carry hope, filled with light.

But upon hearing that the situation was still uncertain, the light in her eyes dimmed instantly.

The man opposite her at the dinner table quietly observed her for a while, taking in all her reactions.

Summer Sutton was someone who could quickly adjust her emotions.

In a moment, she had recovered her energy, taking a few bites of food with a fork and knife, her face lifting again, "By the way, when are you going to take care of your business?"

She was urging him to quickly deal with business matters so she could return home.

The man’s lips seemed to twitch slightly as he tossed her a simple, "Tomorrow."

"Is that so!" Summer Sutton felt a bit more at ease.

Tomorrow, that’s good.

Now, she only hoped he could quickly finish the business, preferably solve everything by tomorrow, so they could return home the day after tomorrow.

...

Northtown.

It had been over ten days since Summer Sutton’s disappearance.

Adrian Walyon had not stopped searching for all those days.

The people he sent, following the path where Summer had gone missing, had even searched abroad.