Nathan was a famous painter, so his accidental death caused a sensation in society and the police
gave an account of the traffic accident soon.
It was ultimately defined as an accident.
After the report was given, the Wilsons began to make Nathan's funeral arrangements.
When Michael and his men arrived in Country M, Leonardo no longer needed to handle the matters
about Nathan.
He finally got some time.
Before the funeral, Tim came back and went straight to Leonardo's room.
Leonardo was sitting on the sofa in black and seemed to be deep in thought.
Tim walked over and called out respectfully, "Mr. Emerson."
Leonardo did not look up at Tim but asked, "How is the investigation going on?"
"My findings are the same as what the police have reported. It does look like a traffic accident," Tim
said.
Even Rosie could be taken away without being noticed, so Leonardo had reason to suspect that
Nathan's death was not an accident.
Knock! Knock!
Someone knocked at the door.
Then the servant said, "Mr. Emerson, it's time to leave for the funeral home."
Hearing it, Leonardo stood up from the sofa, straightened his black shirt, and said to Tim, "Let's go."
When they arrived at the funeral home, the Wilsons had been there.
Adams accompanied Violet to greet people who came to offer their condolences.
Violet had lost a lot of weight within a week. Even the heavy makeup could not hide her age. She
looked very haggard and thin.
Leonardo nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry for your loss."
Violet said nothing but nodded. She looked a little more depressed.
Leonardo frowned slightly and looked at her before entering.
Walking inside, Leonardo saw Douglas kneeling on the ground.
The Wilsons had not taken care of Douglas for all these years, but blood was thicker than water. He
was fifteen years old now and knew what death meant.
He had lost his father forever.
Leonardo walked to Douglas' side, squatted down and handed him a napkin.
Douglas looked up with his eyes red and swollen. His nose was also red. He said in a hoarse voice,
"Leonardo."
After that, Douglas’s tears fell.
Even if Douglas managed to keep his mouth shut, Leonardo could still hear the sobs coming from his
throat.
"I am here." Leonardo answered and stuffed the napkin into Douglas’ hand.
There were things that were beyond control.
In most cases, kind words were of no avail.
Douglas clutched the napkin handed by Leonardo and buried his head so that Leonardo could not see
his face. However, Leonardo still saw tears splashing down to the ground like a broken line of beads.
Leonardo only patted Douglas’s back and stood up.
After Nathan's funeral, the Emersons planned to return to Hoover City.
At noon, everyone sat down in the hall for lunch.
Adams suddenly said, "Mom, come back to Hoover City with us."
When the others heard Adams, they all turned to look at Violet.
Only Leonardo lowered his head to have lunch as if nothing happened. He seemed to be indifferent to
anything.
Violet paused for a moment and did not reply at once.
Michael agreed, "It's a good idea. Nathan is no longer here. Adams and Douglas are at home. You are
alone here, so why not come back to Hoover City with us?"
Everyone was waiting for Violet's answer.
Violet put down the fork and said softly, "Not necessary, I'm used to living in Country M. It's better for
me to stay here."
Just as she finished, Douglas slammed the cup down on the table.
This time, even Leonardo couldn't help but give a sidelong glance at Douglas.
Douglas looked worn out recently, and his pretty little face was very haggard.
He gazed at Violet coldly, "Fine. Do whatever you want. Anyway, you don't care about us at all."
Michael was the first to get it and shouted, "Douglas!"
Without even looking at Michael, Douglas got up and strode out of the restaurant.
"Mom, don't take it to heart. Douglas is young. I'll go and see him first." Adams comforted Violet and
then got up to chase after Douglas.
Violet was at a loss for a few seconds before she stood up and said, "I'm full. You guys help
yourselves."
It was like a farce. The Wilsons left one after another. Only Michael and Leonardo stared at each other
at the dining table.
What had just happened did not affect Leonardo. He continued with his lunch.
Seeing this, Michael frowned and looked at him with discontent, "Leonardo, you and Douglas have a
good relationship. Try to persuade him later."
Leonardo said noncommittally, "Adams is his biological brother."
Leonardo put emphasis upon "biological brother".
Hearing this, Michael's expression changed slightly.
He stared at Leonardo for a few seconds before saying, "You've known about it?"
Leonardo did not say anything.
Michael smacked his hand down on to the table and said angrily, "Leonardo, I'm asking you."
Leonardo looked down and sneered, "Is it important? You've hidden it from my mother for her whole
life. Even Grandpa didn't know about it until much later, right? You're something."
"That was an accident," Michael said with a gloomy expression.
"The kidnapping case, Grandpa's incident, the birth of Adams, your love’s child, and Uncle's death all
occurred by accident...." Leonardo paused for a moment and mocked, "You've been manipulated by
accidents all your life. You are a loser."
Michael was so angry that he almost lost his mind. He pointed at Leonardo and shouted, "Leonardo, do
you think I don't dare to dismiss you from the position of president of the Emerson Group?"
Michael was furious, while Leonardo was extremely calm.
He said calmly, "Have a try. Let's see if you can unseat me before I bankrupt the Emerson Group."
The reason why Michael was willing to hand over the Emerson Group to Leonardo so early was that
Leonardo indeed had a great talent in business.
When Michael was in charge, the Emerson Group had got into a lot of troubles. Only by handing it over
to Leonardo could the Emerson Group develop better.
However, Michael had never thought that Leonardo would have such an idea.
He looked at Leonardo in disbelief, "What good would it be for you to bankrupt the Emerson Group?
Don't forget that you are from the Emerson family! Our fate is closely linked. We sink or swim together!"
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