Summer Sutton waited outside for a while, and Adrian Walyon came out wrapped in a bathrobe.
He dressed casually, just loosely tied the belt, and the bathrobe was originally loose, making it barely cover his upper body.
Most of his chest was exposed to the air, with clear and distinct muscle lines.
Summer Sutton glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her face looking a bit uneasy.
Suddenly, she had an impulse to walk over and help him properly dress.
Adrian Walyon grabbed a towel, randomly drying his hair.
Summer Sutton sat down next to him, took the towel, and continued the action for him.
Adrian Walyon glanced at her sideways, his gaze somewhat deep.
Summer Sutton dried attentively, wiping his hair one small section at a time.
Adrian Walyon was initially quite satisfied, but unexpectedly, while she was wiping, she suddenly asked, "About Lorraine Hughes's matter, are you going to agree or not?"
Adrian Walyon's face, which had relaxed a bit, instantly turned dark.
