Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 664: Please Maintain Your Dignity as a Female Celebrity

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Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Please Maintain Your Dignity as a Female Celebrity

As the office hours approached, employees began to arrive gradually. Staying overnight here like this wasn’t a great influence. π˜§π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π˜Έπ˜¦π˜£π‘›π‘œπ˜·π‘’π“.π˜€π˜°π“‚

"I’m leaving first. I’ll be working overtime tonight and will return a bit late." She tossed this sentence to Adrian Walyon, as if afraid of being caught leaving Adrian’s office early in the morning. She sneaked out of Adrian’s office, dodging all the way down the stairs.

She arrived at the company at half-past eight.

Today’s Royal Delight was somewhat bustling. During the day, Summer Sutton first bumped into Lorraine Hughes, and then Ariella Sawyer.

Both were usually quite busy, but today it seemed like they had planned it, not attending any shoots and all came to the company.

It was almost the end of Summer’s workday when she found out that today was a company party at Royal Delight, attended by artists the company focused on developing and employees in important positions.

All the important people were going, and Summer Sutton felt that this kind of thing definitely had nothing to do with her.

After work, she was all set to stay at the office for overtime when the department manager came in, saying awkwardly, "Summer Sutton, you’re also invited, aren’t you going to come along?"

He seemed not to understand why Summer Sutton would appear at a gathering of important people, staring at her repeatedly, his brows furrowing again and again.

Summer Sutton stared at him dumbfounded, a bit skeptical if she heard correctly, "Me?"

"Yes, it’s you. It’s just because you did a slightly noteworthy program. I don’t understand why the higher-ups had their eyes on you." The department manager said this as he went downstairs ahead of her.

Summer Sutton sat foolishly at her desk, unable to snap back to reality from his words for half a day.

The higher-ups specifically named her to go?

Which ’higher-ups’ is he referring to?

Summer Sutton didn’t dare to think of such mysterious levels like the board of directors.

She interpreted the department manager’s words as meaning that the person responsible for planning the party had chosen her.

Summer Sutton herself did not expect that she, with no weight at Royal Delight, would stumble upon such an occasion tonight, hesitantly following downstairs. As soon as she stepped out of the company door, Ariella Sawyer quickly walked over, pulling her towards a business car parked by the roadside, "Summer, let’s go together!"

Summer Sutton briskly followed her, squeezed into the car with her, and had barely sat down when Ariella began gossiping about the party tonight.

"By the way, have you heard? It’s said that tonight for this party, our company’s legendary President will be there." She seemed quite enthusiastic about this kind of thing, her eyes almost lighting up while gossiping.

"Really?" Summer Sutton was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, yes, although I’ve been signed with Royal Delight for several years now, I’ve never seen the President in person. Just thinking about finally seeing him now is so exciting." Ariella said with some excitement. Even though she was a female celebrity, she showed no celebrity decorum, and when mentioning the President of Royal Delight, her expression was that of a typical fan meeting their idol.

Summer Sutton was particularly speechless towards her, "Miss Sawyer, please maintain your composure as an idol celebrity!"

Ariella Sawyer didn’t care about that, continuing to talk about her own topic, "By the way, what do you think our President will look like? Would he have Adrian Walyon’s looks, Adrian Walyon’s physique, Adrian Walyon’s aura?"

Summer Sutton, as a married woman, couldn’t be bothered about what other men looked like.

No matter how handsome they were, what concern was it of hers?

She gave Ariella Sawyer a look while remaining silent, and suddenly Ariella slapped her and muttered to herself, "I really am something, discussing these things with a married woman?"