"Didn't Mr. Fann take the time to check on me when I'm in class?" Polly Sutton was curious. Is this person's heart really that big?
He's practically sponging off her for meals, so how can he be so careless?
"You... aren't you the one with all those celebrity rumors? You're not using sugar daddy money to pay for dinner, are you?" Adam Fann had a look of disdain on his face.
"Let me formally introduce myself: Polly Sutton, teaching assistant at University A's School of Architecture, freshman advisor and course instructor, and also the wife of Victor Parker of Parker Corporation." Polly Sutton said, extending her hand to the dumbfounded Adam Fann.
Adam Fann looked at Polly Sutton slack-jawed, seemingly unable to process it all.
The hotel manager came in with the prepared card, respectfully approaching Polly Sutton. She was not embarrassed by the failed handshake but turned her attention to the manager instead.
