In order to confirm whether Leonardo had been secretly watching her, Summer walked back to the
place where she had lived.
When she arrived, she saw the police car and the security line outside the courtyard next door.
A policeman saw her and frowned, "Hey! What are you doing here?"
Summer walked over and pointed at her house, "I live here."
The policeman turned around and whispered to the other one. Then he looked at Summer and said,
"Excuse me, Miss, we're now conducting an investigation and we need your cooperation."
"Alright." Summer was curious about what had happened, so she was very cooperative.
The police routinely inquired Summer, and she answered the questions one by one.
Summer finally figured out what had happened.
Those youths did have committed crimes.
Car racing, killing people, stealing, and even raping young girls.
Actually, the police had not pointed it out so bluntly. Summer figured it out herself.
Summer thought of the girl who had come to use the bathroom.
If she hadn't been so cautious and let that girl into the house, she would probably have been dead by
now.
Summer felt the coldness climbing up on her back as well as the fear.
Adults were good at judging and weighing. Even if they did bad things, they would consider the
consequences. But teenagers were different. They were more likely to be impulsive and reckless.
Seeing Summer's bad expression, the policeman looked at her belly with some inquiry, "Where is your
husband?"
Summer paused and said, "He's working."
The policeman nodded, "It's safe here now."
Summer smiled and said, "Thank you, sir."
Although the police said that it was very safe here, Summer did not want to live here anymore.
She had lived here just for the sake of the baby.
And now she's waiting for the due day.
The other reason was Leonardo.
Although Summer had lived here for more than four months, she didn't have many possessions. One
suitcase was enough.
When she walked out with the suitcase, the policemen were still there but no one noticed her.
After she left, several strong men walked out from the other side.
One said in a deep voice, "Call Mr. Knight."
At the Golden Cauldron Club.
In a private room, Carl sat on a chair, staring in the direction of the door.
Suddenly, the door was opened from the outside and Leonardo walked in.
Upon seeing Leonardo, Carl stood up and pulled out the chair beside for him. "You know what? Now I
have to make an appointment to have dinners with you..."
Leonardo sat down without saying a word. He glanced at Carl indifferently and said, "What's wrong?"
Carl rolled his eyes and said, "Come on. Can't we just have a dinner? The last time I saw you was last
year, right?"
Leonardo pondered for a moment and gave an accurate answer, "A month ago."
Carl went speechless. Suddenly, his phone rang.
"Wait for a second," Carl said as he picked up his phone.
He took out his phone, only to discover that it was a call from Tim.
Carl glanced at Leonardo and answered the phone, "Why are you calling me?"
"Are you with Mr. Emerson now?" Tim asked.
"Yeah, we're in the Golden Cauldron Club. What's wrong?" Carl glanced at Leonardo again.
Leonardo felt Carl's glance and frowned, "Tim?"
Tim heard Leonardo's voice.
Tim wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He had just received the information that Summer hadn't
rented the apartment they had arranged, and she had also canceled the original house.
This meant that Summer might have discovered Leonardo's arrangements.
If Leonardo knew that Summer had found out, he would go crazy.
Tim didn't dare to report this to Leonardo, so he asked Carl for help...
But he didn’t expect that Carl was with Leonardo...
Carl didn't know anything about Tim's thoughts. He asked, "Do you want to talk to Leonardo?"
"No, no. Please tell Mr. Emerson that Mrs. Emerson has discovered our people." Tim was scared but
he tried to make his tone as calm as usual.
Then Tim hurriedly hung up the phone.
Carl threw his phone aside and asked Leonardo, "He told me that Mrs. Emerson has discovered your
people."
Carl felt that something was wrong.
"Mrs. Emerson?" Carl murmured, "Summer?"
It must be Summer.
In the past half year, Carl hadn't seen Leonardo very often.
Because Leonardo had been very busy.
He had been busy participating in different kinds of business activities, meetings, and going on
business travels...
Leonardo had been so busy that even if Carl wanted to see him, he would have to make an
appointment beforehand, so Carl hadn't found the chance to ask him about Summer.
He had been puzzled why Leonardo had not come to see Summer.
"What a bunch of trash!"
Leonardo said, trying to suppress his anger.
Carl was smart, and after thinking for a while, he understood what had been going on.
Seeing Leonardo's gloomy face, he pondered for a moment and asked, "When is Summer's due day?"
Leonardo did not even look at him. He stood up and said, "In early July."
"Wait! Are you leaving now? We haven't eaten yet?" Seeing that Leonardo was leaving, Carl also stood
up.
Leonardo ignored him.
Carl stopped him, "Although your people have been discovered by Summer, it shouldn't be a problem
for you, right? You can replace them with other guys..."
"No." Leonardo said, "She is very vigilant. It won't work next time."
Carl scratched his head and frowned, "Then why don't you just go and bring her back? She's going to
give birth anyway."
Leonardo actually thought about it.
Brought Summer back?
He did want to.
Every day, he was dreaming of bringing Summer back.
Then, he would never let her go.
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