Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 676: I am Mr. Adrian Walyon’s Wife!

"However, according to a Morningview employee we contacted, President Adrian Walyon has recently been staying overnight at the company every day, so there’s a great possibility he could be in the building at this time."

"The fire at the building is currently too intense, and our rescue personnel cannot enter; the situation of Adrian Walyon is presently unclear."

The reporter kept speaking extensively, not knowing whether a secondary explosion would occur, he was even wearing protective clothing while reporting the news.

Summer Sutton stared blankly at the news report, her mind buzzing loudly.

She didn’t hear anything else, only the sentence that Adrian could still be inside the building.

Adrian’s whereabouts are currently unknown...

Summer Sutton’s head felt as if someone had struck it with an axe, the pain was intense.

Letting go of the Unity in her hand, she suddenly stood up from the sofa, not thinking about anything else, she hurriedly went upstairs to change into outdoor clothes, grabbed her passport and bag and rushed straight to the airport.

While in the car, Summer Sutton made several calls to Adrian Walyon, but none were answered.

Summer’s heart tightened further, urging the driver in front, "Driver, please hurry! I have an urgent matter!"

She was so anxious that her voice became nasal as she spoke.

The driver looked at her sympathetically and helped increase the speed.

When she arrived at the airport terminal, there were no more tickets available for Northtown to London that day.

Summer Sutton had no choice but to buy a high-speed train ticket to a nearby city, deciding to depart from a nearby airport.

After several rounds of transfers, when she arrived in London, night had already fallen there.

She took a taxi directly to the outside of Morningview Tower. The fire was extinguished, police tape was set up around, and many officers were conducting an investigation into the incident.

The previously magnificent skyscraper had several floors in the middle burned to the point where only the structural frame remained, the exterior walls were pitch-black, and there was nothing left inside.

The most seriously burned area was precisely the floor of Adrian’s office.

Summer Sutton stared intently at the scene above, her head spinning with dizziness.

She retreated several steps backward, nearly fainting and unable to stand.

A nearby policeman caught her just in time, asking with confusion, "Miss, may I ask who you are?"

Summer’s hand trembled as she grabbed the officer’s arm, her voice choking slightly, "I am Mr. Adrian Walyon’s wife! I want to know, what is my husband’s situation now?"

At the mention of Adrian, her eyes suddenly reddened, a mist enveloping them, her vision blurring.

The policeman stared at her, seemingly caught off guard by her words.

He didn’t respond, in those brief seconds, Summer’s mind raced with countless thoughts, and suddenly, she squatted down, sobbing.

"Sob sob..." Her crying was loud, the more she thought, the more fiercely the tears fell, unstoppable.

The grief, the despair, her cries could break a person’s heart.

Not knowing how long she had been crying, a black sports car slowly came to a stop in front of the building.

The person inside the car saw her from afar, their gaze paused for a moment, then they opened the door and stepped out.

"Summer..." He softly called to the crouching figure ahead, the man’s voice cautious, as if afraid to startle her.

Summer Sutton felt as if someone had struck her forcefully, her gaze stiffly shifted.

She raised her teary mist-filled eyes, stared blankly at the man behind her for quite a while, then stood up abruptly, sprinted to him, and tightly embraced him with her arms...