Summer bit her lips and continued, "I even think that the fact that they stole Rosie has something to do
with what they want to hide!"
Leonardo was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone.
Summer did not hear Leonardo's voice for a while and said, "Leonardo, what's wrong with you?"
Leonardo said with a forceful tone, "I see. Remember what I said last night. Don't interfere in this
matter anymore."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Summer looked at the screen of her phone that had returned to the contact list and she was somewhat
puzzled.
Why did Leonardo hang up suddenly?
He used to hang up after her.
Leonardo hung up Summer's phone. He held the phone tightly in his hand, and the joints of his fingers
were slightly white.
When Tim came in with a stack of documents in his arms, he saw Leonardo standing in front of the
French window in a cold and solemn aura.
Tim put the documents on Leonardo's desk and said, "Mr. Emerson."
"Do you have any cigarettes?"
Leonardo did not turn around, but he was asking Tim. After all, there were only him and Tim in the
office.
Tim didn't smoke much, but he always carried cigarettes with him.
He took out a cigarette from a cigarette case and handed it to Leonardo.
Leonardo did not take it. However, he took the entire cigarette case and the lighter in Tim's other hand.
Leonardo looked down, took out a cigarette and held it between his lips. He said indifferently, "Go out."
After hesitating for a moment, Tim reminded Leonardo, "You are going to have a meeting in ten
minutes..."
Leonardo didn't say anything. Tim knew that Leonardo heard what he said.
Tim's duty was to do what he should do well, but he could not interfere in anything else.
After Tim went out, Leonardo stood in front of the French window smoking cigarettes one after another.
Ten minutes later, Tim came to remind Leonardo that the meeting was about to begin.
As soon as he entered Leonardo's office, he coughed repeatedly because of the smoke in the whole
room.
Leonardo was still standing in front of the window. Tim walked over and said respectfully, "Mr.
Emerson, the meeting is about to begin."
Tim caught a glimpse of Leonardo's cigarette butts as well as the empty cigarette case on the ground.
Leonardo wasn't addicted to cigarettes, so why did he suddenly smoke so much?
Did he quarrel with Mrs. Emerson again?
How big their gap was this time that he smoked so many cigarettes?
When Tim was wondering, Leonardo turned around and strode out.
Tim hurriedly brought the materials needed for the meeting and followed Leonardo to the conference
room.
All the top managers had arrived.
"Mr. Emerson, this is our latest revised proposal. Please take a look..."
Leonardo reached out to receive it. He skimmed through it and leaned back. He said nothing and his
black eyes were so serious that no one could tell what he was thinking.
The manager who handed over the proposal thought that Leonardo was not satisfied with it, so his face
immediately turned pale. The other managers looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.
Tim looked at Leonardo, and knew that he wasn't angry. Leonardo wasn't satisfied with the new
proposal, but he was thinking about something else.
The meeting room was quiet and no one dared to speak.
After a while, Leonardo looked up and said, "You have nothing to say? Then let's adjourn the meeting."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and left the conference room.
As soon as Leonardo left, the others in the meeting room began to whisper.
Just as Tim was about to follow Leonardo, he was stopped by a manager. The manager asked,
"Assistant Tim, is Mr. Emerson satisfied with this new plan or not?"
Tim curled his lips with dissatisfaction. How would he know?
However, he could handle this kind of matter easily and smoothly. "I'm not sure," he suggested, "I'll
bring it over for Mr. Emerson to take a look again, OK?"
The manager immediately smiled, "Thank you very much, Assistant Tim."
"This is my duty." Tim took the documents and went out.
When he arrived at Leonardo's office, he saw Leonardo sitting behind the desk with a serious
expression and thinking something seriously with his cell phone in his hand.
Tim guessed that Leonardo had something on his mind, so Tim put the documents there and went out.
When he went out, Tim thought that the disagreement between Mr. Emerson and Mrs. Emerson was
quite serious.
Leonardo looked at the screen of his phone. In fact, he didn't do anything on it. He was just a little
uneasy.
After an unknown amount of time, Leonardo suddenly stood up, picked up his coat, and walked out.
Tim made a cup of coffee and was about to bring it into Mr. Emerson's office. Seeing Leonardo walk out
of the office, Tim asked hurriedly, "Mr. Emerson, where are you going?"
"Don't follow me," Leonardo said without looking back.
Leonardo drove straight back to the old house.
There were few people at home on weekday mornings.
"Mr. Emerson, welcome back."
"Good morning, Mr. Emerson."
The servants greeted Leonardo all the way.
Leonardo went straight to Violet's room. When he reached the door, he pushed open the door.
Violet heard the sound of the door opening and turned to look at Leonardo. She was surprised.
"Leonardo, why are you here?"
"I need to talk to you." Leonardo stood at the door and did not enter. His face was gloomy.
Violet seemed to be a little afraid of him, and her face became a little stiff. "Come in if you have
something to say."
Leonardo did not come in. He stood at the door with a frightening and cold face. "Who is Adams’
biological mother?"
Violet's face did not change. She shook her head and said, "I don't know."
"You don't know?" Leonardo walked inside and gazed on her. Violet felt an extremely intense pressure.
Violet subconsciously took a few steps back and said calmly, "I really don't know."
Leonardo stared at her for a few seconds. He smiled and reached out to hold Violet's shoulder. His
tone became gentle. "Why are you so afraid of me? I'm just curious about this. After all, Adams and I
have been cousins for nearly 30 years."
Violet seemed to be shocked by Leonardo's sudden change of face. She was frozen for a moment
before she said, "I know you and Adams will not be able to accept this matter so easily..."
"But what else can I do even if I can't accept it? After all, we are in a family." Leonardo retracted his
hands and put them into the pocket of his trousers. His tone became indifferent again. "You can visit
the Emerson Group if you have time. You haven't been there for many years."
Violet was pleasantly surprised. "OK."
"I have something to do. I am leaving now." As Leonardo spoke, he turned around and walked out.
Violet said gently, "I'll send you off."
Violet escorted him out of the old house. Leonardo went back into his car. He spread out his hand and
there was a long human hair.
That was Violet's hair he had taken from Violet's clothes when he held her shoulder.
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