Summer went to the supermarket and bought some vegetables before driving to Leonardo's apartment.
The result of the DNA test would come out today. Although Summer had confirmed the relationship
between Adams and Michael through Leonardo, she was still a little nervous.
She remembered that Jerome said things were complicated within the Emerson family.
Only now did she truly understand it.
When she arrived at Leonardo's apartment, the report had not been delivered yet.
Leonardo was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette unlit in his hand.
Leonardo rarely smoked. At least, he had not been addicted to cigarettes in the past.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Leonardo put down the cigarette on the table and raised his head to
look at Summer, "Is there a traffic jam?"
When he saw the pile of things in her hand, he was slightly surprised. He got up, strode towards her,
and took over the stuffs in her hands.
"Why do you buy these things?" Leonardo frowned. His tone was not very good and he was somewhat
unhappy.
Summer knew the reason, so she said softly, "When your father came yesterday, I told him as an
excuse that I was here to cook for you to please you. So I have to do this."
Leonardo didn't say anything. He put the stuffs into the fridge with a cold face.
Summer stood at the kitchen door and watched him bending over to put the things into the fridge. She
couldn't help teasing him, "Your expression is as cold as the refrigerator."
Leonardo turned to look at her and said, "I can be even colder. Do you want to try?"
"No." Summer shook her head hurriedly.
Leonardo closed the refrigerator door and walked towards her with a fake smile.
Summer unconsciously took a step back.
Leonardo's expression became even colder as he grabbed Summer's hand and said, "What are you
hiding from?"
Summer said honestly, "I'm afraid you'll beat me up."
"Well." Leonardo sneered, "If I beat you up every time you make me angry, then you've already died a
thousand times."
"Do I often make you angry?" Summer was shocked.
It was rare for them to have such a harmonious quarrel. Summer enjoyed this feeling very much.
Leonardo pretended to be angry, "What do you think?"
Summer covered her mouth and laughed. Just as she was about to speak, the doorbell rang.
They exchanged a glance and knew that the report was delivered.
Summer patted his hand and said, "I'll open the door."
Leonardo let go of her and sat down on the sofa.
Summer opened the door and found Tim standing outside.
Tim was not surprised to see Summer and greeted, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Emerson."
"Come in." Summer closed the door after Tim entered the room.
Tim held a brown envelop and quickly walked to Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson, this is the report."
Leonardo opened the bag and took out the report inside. He skimmed it carefully and stopped on the
words "Parent & child..."
He looked at it for a few seconds and handed it to Summer.
Summer sat beside him when he was reading.
She took it over with shocks on her face, "I didn't expect Adams to be your father's illegitimate son."
There was a strange silence in the room.
"If Adams is your father's illegitimate son, then who is Adams’ biological mother?" Summer put down
the report and turned to look at Leonardo.
Leonardo didn't answer her question and said, "Violet got married very early. She gave birth to Adams
when she was 18 years old. Her husband, Nathan Wilson, was an artist, growing up with her. After they
got married, they settled abroad."
Summer thought for a while and asked, "Grown up together? Then their relationship must be very
good."
"Yes. I used to live with them and could tell that Nathan loved Violet very much," Leonardo said and
frowned.
"Then why did Violet go back to the old mansion last New Year, but Nathan didn't?" Summer had this
question on New Year's Eve last year.
Then she remembered what Douglas had said.
"Douglas told me that he didn't think the relationship between his parents was good. A child might not
understand what love is, but he can feel it. Moreover, he must be very sensitive to these things at this
age. I believe he is not lying."
If Violet and Nathan had grown up together and had their first child when they had been eighteen years
old, they must love each other very much.
However, all of this was very strange.
"If Adams is your father's child, then where is Violet's child?"
Summer fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, Leonardo said, "I remembered that my parents loved each other very much in my
childhood."
"Adams is two years older than you. If your father made such a mistake when he was so young, he
wouldn't entrust Adams to Violet, because Violet was much younger than him. And if your grandfather
knew about this, he wouldn't agree with it. In other words, your grandfather didn't know that your father
had an illegitimate son, right?"
Leonardo thought of what his grandfather had said to him on New Year's Eve and said in a low voice,
"Not necessarily."
Summer was confused.
Leonardo suddenly said, "Tim, book a ticket for me. I want to make a trip to Country M tonight."
Violet lived in Country M.
Summer raised her head to look at him, "Are you going to look for Violet?"
"Yes." Leonardo had rarely been so serious, "We can only take her as the breakthrough."
It was impossible to know the truth from Michael.
Although things remained unclear, that Adams was Michael's illegitimate son must have something to
do with the kidnapping. And those were the only clues now.
As long as it was related to Michael, they had to investigate.
Summer paused for a moment and said, "I want to go with you."
However, Leonardo had no intention of bringing her to Country M. "Wait for me here. Contact Tim or
Carl if necessary."
Summer wanted to say something more, but Leonardo raised his wrist to look at his watch and
interrupted her, "It's eleven o'clock now. I'm leaving for the airport later. Are you sure you don't want to
cook for me?"
Summer pursed her lips and said, "I'll do it now."
Since Leonardo had made up his mind, she would just stay.
Leonardo watched Summer entering the kitchen and turned to look at Tim, "Keep an eye on the
Emersons."
"Yes sir." Tim said respectfully.
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