Grinning from ear to ear, Jessica even wanted to cover her mouth.
But she restrained.
Because Leonardo was in front of her.
"You're cute, too." Probably being influenced by Rosie, Jessica subconsciously lowered her voice with
her intonation going up, which sounded like she was coaxing Rosie.
Rosie smiled shyly.
Then, she reached out to hide her face. But with this move, she didn't put down the chopsticks.
What a foodie she was.
When Leonardo prepared the food and handed it to Rosie, he noticed that she was sending messages
to Jessica with her eyes.
He did not doubt that if he left for a few seconds, Jessica would directly carry Rosie away.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Anything more?"
"What?" Didn't they just happen to mention that they were acquainted with each other?
And now, he sounded like that he wanted to chase her away?
Sure enough, the next second, she heard Leonardo say, "If there's nothing else, you can leave now."
"Mr. Emerson, I...." Jessica finally met Leonardo. Of course, she didn't want to leave easily.
When she knew that Leonardo and Summer both lost their memories, she thought that she wouldn't tell
Summer things about her and Leonardo.
However, she saw Rosie.
She was Summer's daughter, the baby she had carried for nine months and finally gave birth to.
Even though Summer and Leonardo were destined never to be together, Summer should know Rosie.
She had the right to know that she had a daughter.
And Rosie had the right to know who her mother was.
As such a lovely child, she deserved everything, including maternal love.
Since Jessica didn't leave, Leonardo threatened, "You're a public figure. Don’t you care about your
image at all?"
Before Jessica could react, Leonardo picked up his phone as if he was going to call the security guard.
Jessica gritted her teeth and slapped the dining table. She said in a serious tone, "I'll leave after saying
one thing."
Leonardo looked up at her.
Jessica swallowed her saliva and said, "Rosie's mother is not Amber. Your sister lied to you."
Seeing Leonardo's face getting colder, Jessica kept quiet. She couldn't say more about this.
Leonardo had treated her politely because of Summer.
But now, she couldn't be sure about whether he would do something if she insisted on staying here.
Hence, she quickly left as soon as she finished speaking.
Rosie was late to catch it on. She raised her head to look at where Jessica stood with a finger lifted,
"Pretty sister?"
The corner of her mouth was still stained with a grain of rice and some soup.
Leonardo reached out to clean her mouth expressionlessly. Rosie did not get the answer and turned
her head to look for Jessica.
Leonardo covered her tiny head with his big band. He forcefully turned Rosie to look at him.
Rosie opened her mouth slightly and blinked at him, "Where's that pretty sister?"
Leonardo corrected her, "She is not your pretty sister."
Rosie frowned, "She is."
Leonardo also knitted his eyebrows, "She is a weird aunt."
Actually, he didn't hate Jessica, but she kept staring at Rosie.
Women now were really strange, either for him or for his daughter.
"She's pretty...."
Rosie wanted to refute but was interrupted by Leonardo, "Read after me. She is a weird aunt."
Rosie desired to learn new things. So she obediently chanted, "Weird aunt."
A hint of satisfaction flashed through Leonardo's eyes, "If you see aunts like her later, you must stay
away and cannot talk to them."
Rosie nodded in confusion.
The fruit had already been served. Leonardo fed Rosie a few. And Rosie reached out to ask for a hug
since she was sleepy.
Rosie was a good girl and would only be dependent when she was sleepy.
Leonardo found a good position in his arms for her.
Only then did he have time to eat.
The food was already cold. Leonardo casually ate some and brought Rosie back to the room.
She slept soundly. Leonardo cleaned her face and helped her change into her pajamas.
Just as he was about to take a bath in the bathroom, his private phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
It was the special assistant named Tim who called him.
Leonardo muted the phone and took a look at Rosie. Seeing that she was still asleep, he quietly
walked out.
He picked up the phone only after he closed the door.
As soon as the phone was connected, Tim habitually called, "Mr. Emerson."
Leonardo noticed his address but just asked calmly, "Have you figured it out so soon?"
After a moment of silence, Tim said, "As long as Mr. Emerson needs me, I will come for you without
hesitation. I have already handed over all the work here. And I'll get onboard in the Emerson Group
tomorrow."
He did not accept Leonardo’s offer immediately because he needed time to handle over his work.
Carl was naturally willing to let him go, but he had his own duties. He was not at ease until he was
done with his work.
Leonardo pondered for a moment. He didn't expect Tim to be so capable and scrupulous as well.
After a few seconds, he said, "Come to Golden Cauldron Club tomorrow morning."
"OK." Tim replied.
The next morning, when Leonardo was still having breakfast with Rosie, Tim arrived.
Tim was a little surprised to see Rosie.
Feeling that someone was looking at her, Rosie turned her head.
It might have been the common feature shared by parents that when they saw a cute child, they would
unconsciously smile at it.
Moreover, she was Leonardo's daughter.
Tim had seen how Leonardo grew from a sinister youngster to a calm and wise man. Mixed emotion
filled him.
Children were usually sensitive, and they could tell the kindness or malice of others.
Tim smiled at her, and she returned a smile.
Leonardo didn't even raise his head, "Have you had breakfast?"
Tim came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "I've had my breakfast."
Leonardo tested the temperature of the milk for Rosie as he casually said, "Investigate a person for
me."
Tim replied respectfully, "Who does Mr. Emerson want me to investigate?"
Only then did Leonardo turn to look at him, "Summer Jarrett."
Tim raised his head in an instant, his eyes filled with shocks.
Leonardo naturally noticed it, "Why? Is there anything wrong?"
For a moment, Tim thought that Leonardo had regained his memories.
However, the way Leonardo looked at him was still as strange as before.
After a pause, he said, "No. Nothing."
Leonardo tested the temperature of the milk for Rosie as he casually said, "Investigate a person for
me.
Tim replied respectfully, "Who does Mr. Emerson want me to investigate?"
Only then did Leonardo turn to look at him, "Summer Jarrett."
Tim raised his head in an instant, his eyes filled with shocks.
Leonardo naturally noticed it, "Why? Is there anything wrong?"
For a moment, Tim thought that Leonardo had regained his memories.
However, the way Leonardo looked at him was still as strange as before.
After a pause, he said, "No. Nothing."
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