Summer covered her face and cried, but from the corner of her eyes, she could see Michael.
She noticed that he was a bit impatient.
But then he said gently, "I will talk to Leonardo. Don't worry."
Summer wiped her tears with a tissue and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Michael."
Michael smiled and didn't say anything else.
When Summer and Michael got out of the cafe, they saw Leonardo.
Leonardo seemed to have rushed over here, and he looked a little nervous.
He stared at Summer for a few seconds. Although his expression did not change much, Summer could
feel that he was relieved.
It seemed that they had developed a tacit understanding after living together for a long time.
Even though he didn't utter a word, she knew what he was thinking.
But then Leonardo's expression became cold.
He glanced at Summer's face, his gaze chilling.
Summer remembered that she had just cried. Her eyes must be red and swollen now.
Before Leonardo could say anything, she took a step forward and slapped him hard on the face.
It was clear and loud.
Tim, who was standing behind Leonardo, looked at Summer with shock.
Michael, who stood beside her, was also surprised.
Leonardo was stunned. After a few seconds, he turned around and glared at Summer, "How dare
you?"
"How dare I? You took my daughter away. You are inhuman!" Summer's eyes were filled with hatred.
She looked so angry that she might give him another slap.
Leonardo paused. But he quickly lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes. He said
indifferently, "She's my daughter. I can take her away whenever I want. Do I need your permission?"
As he finished, he curled his lips and said coldly, "Tim."
Tim understood and waved his hand at the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard immediately
stepped forward and grabbed Summer's arms.
Michael, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Leonardo, Summer is your child's mother. She is just too
worried about her child. Let go of her."
Leonardo snorted, "Let her go."
Michael nodded to Summer, "You can go now."
"Thank you, Mr. Michael. Goodbye." Summer said gratefully before she left.
Leonardo didn't even look at Summer. He looked at Michael and said, "I want to talk to you."
"Let's get in the car." Michael walked towards the car as he spoke.
As Michael turned around, Leonardo glanced in the direction where Summer had left.
Leonardo didn't get into the car until he heard the sound of the car door closing.
Michael asked him, "Where is the child? After all, Summer is her mother. It's no big deal for her to see
her daughter, is it?"
Leonardo sneered and said, "I didn't ask anyone to take the child away. Even if I did, I wouldn't let her
see the child. I just married her to investigate my mother's case."
Michael asked with a puzzled expression, "Who else could kidnap the child under your nose?"
"Didn't those kidnappers kidnap me and my mother under your nose back then?" A big smile touched
the corners of Leonardo's mouth, but he didn't look delighted.
"You're suspecting me." Michael said firmly.
"Leonardo, I know you've always been concerned about that, but it was just an accident. You refused to
give up the investigation. But have you found anything after so many years? Aren't you satisfied with
your life now? You are in charge of the Emerson Group. And you've done a good job. Our family is also
peaceful. Isn't this great?" He said with a sigh.
Leonardo had long been tired of such excuse, so he ignored Michael.
Michael didn't get mad and said patiently, "It has passed. Stop the investigation. It will be good for
everyone. People should move on. Perhaps you can find your daughter soon."
Obviously, he was threatening Leonardo.
Leonardo clenched his hands tightly, his entire body tensed up. But he did not say anything.
Michael had come to Summer today to see how much she knew about the Emerson family.
And he wanted to see how much Summer and Leonardo cared about each other.
If possible, Michael would not let go of anyone that he could use.
Leonardo didn't reply, so Michael thought that he had agreed.
Michael continued earnestly, "You have broken up with Summer. But the Emerson family needs a
hostess. If you've got someone you like, you can bring her home. Or I can ask someone to help you..."
"No." Leonardo interrupted him and said coldly, "Just mind your own business."
Then he opened the door and got out of the car.
Michael watched Leonardo getting into his own car. A glimmer of satisfaction showed on his face, and
he suddenly laughed.
As Leonardo got in the car, he pulled his tie down and violently slapped it on the window.
Tim, who was driving, was shocked by the sound. Fortunately, the window was made of bulletproof
glass. Otherwise, it might have been broken into pieces.
Leonardo leaned against the back of the seat. He uttered three words from between his teeth, "What a
jerk!"
Tim knew that he meant Michael
Now, it was almost certain that Rosie had been kidnapped by someone sent by Michael.
He deliberately transferred money from Adams’ account to let Leonardo know that it was him.
However, even if Leonardo knew it, he could do nothing to Michael.
Because Rosie was under his control.
Leonardo could only listen to Michael.
What Michael meant was clear. He wouldn't give Rosie back unless Leonardo gave up investigating his
mother.
Otherwise.
Tim sighed slightly. He knew very little about the Emerson family.
And what was happening now might only be the tip of the iceberg.
Tim knew that Leonardo had been on the investigation for many years. How could he give up
now?
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