Adams’s obsession with Rachel was indeed very deep.
Adams was extremely cunning. How could he not know this Rachel was a fake?
Even if he knew that Rachel was a fake, Adams would still treat her like the real one.
Thinking about this, Summer felt a little relieved.
But she still stayed up for the whole night.
The next day.
Adams sent someone over to invite Leonardo to play golf.
The island was equipped with golf courses.
When Summer and Leonardo went over, Adams was playing golf under the sun, wearing a baseball
cap.
Hearing the sound behind him, he waved to Leonardo.
Summer also wanted to go with Leonardo, but he stopped her, "Wait for me here."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Tim.
Tim nodded at Leonardo.
He had been Leonardo's assistant for many years, so he understood immediately.
Summer watched Leonardo and Adams from afar as they played golf quietly. There seemed to be no
communication between them at all.
Seeing that the two of them gradually moved further away from her, Summer anxiously walked back
and forth on the spot.
"Mrs. Emerson, you don't have to worry too much. Mr. Emerson already has everything planned," Tim
suddenly said.
Summer was surprised, "What plan?"
Tim cautiously looked in Adams’s direction, then looked at the watch on his wrist. And then he told
Summer to leave with him quietly.
As Summer walked, she asked Tim, "What is Leonardo's plan?"
Tim whispered, "Adams came here by boat. Last night, we sent people to find out the situation on the
boat. This is the closest way to the boat. We can get onto the boat directly later."
"What do you mean? Did Leonardo send someone to steal the child from Adams’ villa?" After Summer
finished speaking, she carefully looked around.
Before Tim could explain to her, Summer saw two familiar-looking bodyguards walking over with two
children in their arms.
The way they held the children was not very correct. One of the children was crying loudly, while the
other opened his eyes curiously and stayed quiet.
Summer walked over and stretched out her trembling hands. She felt bitter and happy at the same
time. She didn't know which child to pick up for a while, and tears kept falling down.
Rosie was taken away from her when she was born. So Summer wasn't accustomed to carrying the
child, but her posture was much better than the two bodyguards.
She picked up the child who didn't cry, and her tears surged.
The child was nearly three months old and she already turned very beautiful. Her hair was pitch black,
her face was snow white, and her eyes were round like black grapes. Seeing that Summer was crying,
the child began to babble and laugh. Then she reached out to touch Summer face.
"I know ... you are my Rosie," Summer sobbed.
Tim said, "Mrs. Emerson, we can't stay here for too long. Let's go to the boat first."
Summer glanced in the direction of the golf course behind her and followed Tim with the child in her
arms.
She did not know how Leonardo's people managed to take the two children back, but the people on
board were all Leonardo's subordinates.
The sailors were being threatened by Leonardo's subordinates.
Only then did Summer have the chance to take a closer look at the two children.
She was surprised to find that the other child was a boy.
The child she held was indeed Rosie!
"Rosie." Summer hugged her in her arms and kissed her again and again, reluctant to let her go.
Summer touched her hand, her little feet.... She was so happy that she didn't know what to do.
Rosie did not cry. She looked at Summer happily, babbling.
After a while, Rosie started crying with her mouth open.
Summer hugged her and coaxed her softly. She whispered, "Rosie, are you hungry?"
She and Leonardo took a lot of things when they came here, including powdered milk, diapers and
clothes...
Summer didn't put the child down even when she was preparing the milk.
After drinking the milk, Rosie fell asleep quietly.
At this time, Summer asked Tim, "Leonardo hasn't come yet?"
"Not yet," Tim frowned slightly.
Summer lowered her head and looked at the child in her arms. She pursed her lips and said, "I'll go
back and take a look."
As she spoke, she handed the child over to Tim.
Tim and his ex-wife had a son, so he knew how to carry a baby.
He took the child and said worriedly, "Mrs. Emerson, it's better to let me go instead."
Summer asked him, "If you can bring the two children over, then you must have dealt with Adams’
subordinates, right?"
Tim nodded and Summer continued, "Now there are only Leonardo and Adams on the island. It's very
safe."
Tim felt that Summer's words made sense. Knowing that Summer was worried, he did not stop her.
Summer returned to the golf course and found that Leonardo and Adams were still playing golf with
concentration.
Adams did not seem to be worried that Leonardo would take this opportunity to ask Tim to find the
children.
This made Summer feel a little suspicious.
How could a cunning person like Adams be so careless?
Summer did not show up, but stood there and looked at them from afar.
A burst of running sounds came from behind her.
Was there someone else?
Summer turned around in surprise and saw Rachel running towards her in a hurry.
Summer glanced in the direction of Leonardo before quickly walking towards Rachel. "Rachel? Why
are you still on the island? I thought you were already on the boat with them."
"Mrs. Emerson, I think there's something strange about the island. We’d better leave as soon as
possible." There was sweat on Rachel's forehead. It was obvious that she ran here quickly.
Summer froze, "What's strange?"
Rachel's expression changed slightly, and a trace of fear flashed through her eyes. "I was worried that
Mr. Emerson still needed me, so I didn't go with them before. When I went downstairs, I found ...
explosive in the basement."
Rachel was clearly trembling as she spoke.
Summer's expression suddenly changed. She immediately turned around and ran towards Leonardo.
Rachel called her from behind, "Mrs. Emerson!"
Summer's mind was blank at this moment, and she could not hear anyone else's voice at all.
She knew it wouldn't go so smoothly.
She knew that Adams, that lunatic, wouldn't let them get what they wanted so easily.
Just after Leonardo hit the ball to a hole, he turned around and looked behind him as if he felt
something.
"Summer?"
Shouldn't she be on the boat by now? Why was she running back?!
Summer had already run to Leonardo. She looked at Adams with a vigilant expression.
Adams tilted his head to look at her and said in a light voice, "Summer, you are here."
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