Summer subconsciously nodded. Then she realized that Jessica could not see her motions now, so
she said, "I called him."
"You called him and he went to pick you up? I don't believe that he doesn't have any feelings for you..."
Jessica's assistant's voice suddenly rang over the phone, "Jessica, we're about to board."
Jessica replied in a low voice, "You go first."
Then she said to Summer over the phone, "Summer, I must go now. And I have to transfer to a train
and a bus when I get there. I don't think I would have time to contact you. When I come back, Mr.
Emerson may have already recovered his memories."
"That will be great. When I'm available, I will go to visit you."
"It's too far, and the transportation is poor. Don't come."
"Alright, hurry up and get onboard."
Summer urged Jessica to hang up the phone and then took a taxi at the roadside.
The house was empty. Summer changed her clothes and carried her laptop and iPad to get ready for
work at the window.
Although she had already watched Lost City several times, she still had to pay attention to the details to
avoid obvious bugs that would be easily noticed by the audiences
In this industry, they had to compete both with themselves and the audiences.
For example, when she wrote about a small business, or a bandit suppression operation, they might
need to read dozens of pages of information, but only one or two pages would be useful.
Although she already had the first book as a foundation, writing the second book was no different from
writing a new story. So Summer needed to come up with some new stories and put the old clues
together in a coherent manner.
Summer watched Lost City on her iPad and typed on her laptop.
When she felt tired, she would take out her phone to browse the entertainment news online.
The news about her and Jerome had already been withdrawn. Basically, this news would not stay on
major online media for too long.
As for other small media companies that weren't very authoritative, no one cared.
Summer read the news from the beginning to the end. Other than some celebrity scandals and the
promotion of some new dramas, there was no interesting news.
After reading a page of news, she returned to the top and habitually refreshed the page, and then she
discovered a new headline.
"Breaking News: Mr. Emerson entered the police station late at night and took away a woman. He
seems to have a new lover..."
Summer clicked on the link. The picture inside was clearly taken at a distance, because the picture was
especially blurry.
It was outside the police station. Next to the tall and straight Leonardo was a woman with disheveled
hair.
People couldn’t see Leonardo's face clearly, but he had appeared many times in public places these
past few years. Even if he didn't show his face, he was still very easy to be recognized.
While the woman beside him had a disheveled hair...
After Summer enlarged the picture, she looked at it several times and couldn't believe that it was her.
She could not see her face clearly in the picture, but her posture of holding Leonardo's arm and her
untidy hair made it hard to look at.
The comments below are similar to her feelings.
"Is this woman Mr. Emerson's new lover? Does Mr. Emerson like this kind of women?"
"Haw-haw, this woman seems to be insane."
Summer sneered and thought, "You are the one who is insane."
Then Summer continued to flip through the comments.
"We can't even see her face. Maybe she's Mr. Emerson's family?"
"Reply to the previous comment: It's impossible. Rumor has it that Mr. Emerson is coldhearted. He
can't be so close to his family."
"Wait. Doesn't Mr. Emerson have a fiancée? I've never heard of him splitting up with his fiancée!"
"Couples can divorce. Let alone she is just his fiancées."
Only then did Summer remember that Leonardo and Amber were "unwed couples".
Thinking of this, Summer felt even more distressed.
The news had been published just now. Summer didn't know whether Leonardo had known about the
news yet.
Perhaps Leonardo would think that it was she who broke the news to the media.
So Summer called Leonardo.
Leonardo said coldly over the phone, "Say."
It sounded really cold.
Summer said, "Last night, when you went to the police station to pick me up, you were photographed
by the media. Now you're on the news, but it should have just been posted."
After a moment of silence, Leonardo's voice sounded again, "Got it."
Summer felt that Leonardo was about to hang up after he finished speaking, so she hurriedly shouted,
"Leonardo."
"Anything else?" Leonardo said impatiently.
"Are you coming over for dinner tonight?" After saying that, Summer added, "You can tell me what you
want to eat."
Leonardo replied simply, "OK."
Summer was a little surprised, because she did not expect Leonardo would agree so quickly.
Leonardo hung up the phone and sent a text message to Summer, with a list of dishes.
The reason why Summer had just asked Leonardo to come over for dinner was that she was indirectly
asking him for an answer.
If Leonardo was still angry about her news with Jerome, he would definitely not come. However, he had
agreed, which meant Leonardo no longer cared about that matter.
Actually, it was a fake thing to begin with.
Because Leonardo was coming to dinner tonight, Summer drove out to buy food ingredients in the
afternoon.
She went to a bigger mall in the downtown area.
When getting out of the parking lot, Summer felt that someone was observing her.
When she entered the supermarket, that feeling became even stronger.
So Summer looked back vigilantly, walked into the middle of a row of shelves, and then dodged behind
the corner.
Not long after Summer stood at the corner, a woman walked over, as if she was looking for someone.
When the woman approached, Summer could see her face clearly.
It was actually Karen!
Before Karen could see her, Summer turned around and intended to leave quietly.
However, it was already too late.
"Summer!"
Karen called out to her and hurriedly walked up to her and blocked her way.
Karen looked at Summer carefully. A look of surprise flashed across her face. "It's really you!"
Summer looked up at Karen and expressionlessly called, "Karen."
Hearing this, Karen's expression suddenly altered, "Summer, it's been so long since I saw you last
time, but you still hate me..."
Almost immediately, Summer firmly replied, "No."
Karen looked up at her and looked a little confused.
"Actually, it doesn't matter. I can't even hate you. If I really hate you, you can't stand here and talk to me
properly."
Summer was as calm as her tone.
Summer no longer had any feelings for Karen. If Karen did not appear today, Summer might have
already forgotten about her.
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