When Summer came out of the room, there was only Adams in the hall.
Hearing the door open, Adams turned around and greeted her as usual, "Summer."
"We don't think we are on first-name terms. Mr. Wilson, please call me Miss Jarrett." Summer's
expression and tone were cold.
She could not be as calm as Adams and pretend everything was fine.
After all, even if Adams wasn't Leonardo's cousin, she had been a fan of him for eight years.
She had like Adams, a kind and affectionate award-winning actor who worked hard until now.
Adams didn't have to be a good person.
Summer could not understand his behavior, although she knew Adams experienced hardships.
She hadn't done anything wrong. No matter how fierce the conflict between him and Leonardo was, he
shouldn't have implicated her.
His expression changed subtly. He looked painful and helpless.
"I'm sorry for what happened." Adams stopped smiling and put on a serious expression.
"I don't accept your apology." His apology wasn't sincere. He didn't even feel he had done anything
wrong.
Adams did not seem to care whether she accepted his apology. He nodded and said, "Alright."
"Although I don't know what happened between you and Leonardo, I know you are very important to
Leonardo. He knew it was you from your first attack. He just wanted to give you a chance."
When Summer calmed down, she could figure out what she failed to understand.
She tilted her head slightly and said seriously, "I envy you."
She really did.
Leonardo treated him so well.
It made her envious.
Her words seemed to infuriate Adams. His mood changed drastically. He said, "Envy me?"
Before Summer could say anything, a tall and hunky figure rushed in from outside.
The person was in front of her before she realized.
"Leonardo?"
Summer stared at the man in front of her and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
When he rushed in just now, she mistook him for a bodyguard.
Leonardo hadn't slept all night and looked a bit haggard. But he was had an imposing manner.
He did not answer her question. Instead, he sized her up and down, breathing a sigh of relief before
turning to Adams.
Adams said with a smile, "You are so quick."
It sounded like he had informed Leonardo of the place.
Summer could tell that Leonardo froze.
She paused for a moment, then took a step forward and reached out to hold his hand.
It was as if Leonardo had eyes in the back of his head. He held her hand tightly before she held his.
His palms were dry and warm. She felt very safe and secure when he held her hand.
Summer looked down with mixed feelings.
Seeing this, Adams sneered and said. "What a happy couple! I'm really jealous of you. But it's hard to
say whether others think the same."
Leonardo's face darkened. "Adams, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"Of course, you can. But the prerequisite is that you have to announce Summer is your wife.
Otherwise, she will remain to be a mistress." Then he turned to look at Summer and said, "In the future,
Summer will be a screenwriter. If she is labeled as your mistress, will her career be impeded?"
His words struck into Leonardo's heart like a sharp sword.
He had asked Summer to resign and do something she liked. That was why he had tried his best to get
her into the Emerson Group.
But it was also because of him that Summer didn't dare to go out.
The veins on Leonardo's forehead burst out. He bellowed, "Shut up!"
Adams' smile widened.
"Adams!"
It was Vicky.
Summer turned around and saw her running towards Adams and rushing into his embrace jubilantly.
Adams hugged Vicky in his arms and asked softly, "Anything alright?"
"Everything is fine," Vicky answered with a cheerful expression, being surprised and shy like a teenage
girl. She said, "You are here to see me. I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"No." Adams stroked her cheek, looking much gentler.
Seeing this, Summer was in shock and turned to look at Leonardo subconsciously.
He wasn't surprised at all.
Adams noticed Summer's gaze, looked up, and smiled at her. He then said to Leonardo, "Although
Summer looks like Rachel, Vicky is more similar to Rachel. Rachel liked you so much. She would be
very happy to know you married a woman who looks so much like her."
Summer would be a downright fool if she didn't know Adams was alienating them.
Summer said bluntly, "Not everyone is like you. You can only find a substitute when a woman doesn't
love you back. You are not devoted to Rachel as you thought. She would be disgusted if she knew you
are holding another woman's hand."
Adams' expression suddenly changed. He said angrily, "Summer!"
"Don't call me Summer. It's gross." Summer felt disgusted when she looked at Adams.
Indeed, there was often a rotten interior beneath a fine exterior.
Leonardo didn't say anything. He and Summer went out.
Summer was still upset when they went back to the car. She wanted to shake off Leonardo's hand.
However, he was very clingy and refused to let go.
Summer took a deep breath and said irritably, "Let go."
Leonardo said coolly, "I won't."
She bent down and took a bite on his hand.
However, Leonardo had great willpower. He could even endure an operation to remove bullets without
taking anesthesia, let alone a bite.
Summer was tired after a while. Since Leonardo refused to let go, she could only give up.
He pulled her into his embrace and said, "Do you feel better now?"
Summer didn't expect that. She said, "No."
"If so, bite me again," Leonardo said coolly, as he put his hand near her lips.
Summer turned around and said, "It's too hard to bite."
Men's hands were bony.
Leonardo said, "You've bitten a much harder thing, haven't you?"
Summer was embarrassed.
Leonardo was surprised himself. He was used to teasing Summer. These words just came out
naturally.
Summer blushed. Glancing at Tim who was driving, she hit Leonardo.
Leonardo was patient and didn't fight back, allowing her to do what she liked.
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