He threw out a sentence to the person, then hung up the phone.
The person on the other end of the call listened blankly to the disconnect tone, their head buzzing.
Is he planning to shut everything down?
How did things turn out this way?
...
After leaving the company, Adrian Walyon drove around the street casually.
As he passed by a flower shop, he stopped the car.
He didn't really know how to cheer a woman up, but after some thought, he figured flowers should be reliable.
All women like flowers, right?
"Sir, would you like to buy some flowers? What kind do you prefer?" The shop clerk greeted him eagerly.
Adrian had no idea what kind of flowers Summer Sutton liked.
Not knowing which ones to choose, he glanced around the room full of flowers and made a straightforward decision, "Wrap all of these flowers for me!"
The clerk stared at him blankly, unsure of what she heard, "All of the flowers?"
"Is there a problem?" Adrian shot her a sidelong glance and retorted.
