Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 838: Such Great Taste

At this moment, a man in a light blue suit happened to walk past the two.

Marshall Quinn pulled Summer Sutton aside, pointing enthusiastically at the man to introduce him, "Look, that’s the lazy heir of Shining Sky!"

His volume wasn’t low, and the man passing by obviously heard it.

Glancing in the direction of Marshall Quinn and Summer Sutton, the man shot them a sharp look.

Getting caught talking behind someone’s back, Summer Sutton felt particularly awkward.

She tugged at Marshall Quinn’s clothes and softly reminded him, "Mind the company’s image!"

"Oh, my bad! My bad!" Marshall Quinn, prompted by her, suddenly realized that their presence here today represented Morningview Group, and their every word and action directly impacted the company’s image.

Marshall Quinn quickly corrected himself, looking seriously at the man in front, he rephrased his earlier comment, "Look, that’s the handsome, charming, dashing heir of Shining Sky, admired by all!"

His volume was still not low, and the man in front naturally heard it too.

Anyone could tell that Marshall Quinn was being sycophantic.

Unexpectedly, the man in the light blue suit calmly passed by the two, and as he did, casually tossed them a phrase, "Good taste!"

Summer Sutton, "..."

Marshall Quinn, "..."

Marshall Quinn was taken aback, stunned for a while, inwardly cursing him.

Damn, what a shameless guy!

However, aside from being shameless, Alexander Winslow left an impression on Marshall Quinn: this heir was quite different from other rich kids!

Where’s the promised aloofness of the rich second generation?

Alexander Winslow had already walked away, and Marshall Quinn watched him at a distance as he took a drink, then pulled Summer Sutton to the side and continued talking about him.

"Look at him, you can tell at a glance he’s a spoiled rich kid! This appearance in the country was probably forced by his dad from the United Kingdom."

Summer Sutton felt she was quite gossipy tonight but didn’t expect Marshall Quinn to be even more so.

The two of them were here tonight for socializing, yet ever since they arrived, they had been gossiping the whole time.

"Let him be a spoiled rich kid! It’s not like anyone from your family has to marry him." Summer Sutton was speechless at Marshall Quinn, patting his shoulder, hinting for him to acknowledge a middle-aged man smiling at him from not far away.

The man was a client of Morningview Group, a Frenchman, whom Marshall Quinn had met a few times before with Adrian Walyon.

Marshall Quinn snapped back to reality, pulled Summer Sutton over, and greeted him, "Mr. Berry, it’s a pleasure to meet you here! This is Mrs. Summer Sutton, wife of our Morningview Group President, Young Master Walyon!"

After that, the three of them started chatting.

There were many people present, gathered in small groups discussing business or laughing and chatting, creating a lively atmosphere.

Without knowing how much time had passed, the bustling chatter suddenly quieted down, as if some big shot had appeared.

Summer Sutton didn’t know what was happening and slowly turned her face.

In the center of the hall, the originally scattered crowd spontaneously made way.

Under the orange lights, two figures slowly came into view. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The man walking in front had impeccably exquisite facial features, his dark eyes deep, serene, and as profound as the sea.

His face was adorned with a small, exquisite silver mask, covering everything above his nose.