When Leonardo was at Summer's house that day, he told her that she should be back in five days.
What did she say on the phone?
It would take more than ten days.
She completely forgot his words.
Tim did not know the details. Hearing Leonardo's words, he did not quite understand what was going
on. So, Tim did not dare to say anything.
After a while, Leonardo took a deep breath and said, "Put the word out. Tonight, there will be a party at
the Golden Cauldron Club."
"Yes," Tim replied.
Leonardo never held a party himself. With his status, celebrities from all occupations would come to
attend his party if there was one.
Tim could imagine how lively the party would be.
However, Mr. Emerson wanted to have a party tonight?
Tim raised his wrist and looked at the time.
It was six o'clock, and it was the rush hour at the Golden Cauldron Club. However, the club had private
rooms specially reserved for Leonardo if he wanted to have dinner or check in.
But it was not very easy to get the hall for a party.
After all, Leonardo had never participated in any activities; let alone hosting his own party. Therefore,
the club would not prepare a banquet hall for him.
Although the Golden Cauldron Club was founded by Leonardo, Carl was the one who managed and
run it.
Thinking about it, Tim found it wouldn't be that easy to hold a party tonight.
Just as he was thinking what to say, Leonardo said, "Change it to tomorrow night."
Tim got relieved. "Alright, I will have someone to arrange it."
Leonardo leaned back in his chair and got absentminded.
Throughout the day, whenever he thought that Summer left Hoover for a city far away and got out of his
territory, he felt uncomfortable and picky.
However, Leonardo didn't feel it when Summer stayed with him.
Was it because he was used to it?
Leonardo rubbed his forehead.
He had told Summer to come back in five days, but she just forgot his words.
When they returned home at night, Tim knew Summer was not at home, so he drove towards
Leonardo's house.
Although Summer's house was on the same street, they should turn to a narrow road halfway to get
there.
Leonardo used to have dinner at Summer's place, so Tim was very familiar with the way.
As he drove past the intersection, Leonardo said in the back seat, "Get in through the intersection."
Tim raised his head in surprise and saw Leonardo frowning in the rearview mirror.
Tim asked, "Mrs. Emerson is not at home. Should we go there?"
Leonardo glanced coldly at Tim from the rearview mirror. "I didn't say that."
Tim’s words were squashed and he didn't know what to say.
Then, under Leonardo's instructions, Tim drove to the community where Summer lived. He stopped
downstairs for a while. Only when Leonardo said that they could go did Tim turn around and drive out
of the community.
At night, it rained heavily in Hoover again.
It didn't stop until the next morning.
When Tim came to pick Leonardo up, he said casually, "It's late autumn. It shouldn't rain so heavily
now."
Leonardo turned to stare at the rainy scene outside the window, frowning slightly.
Today, Leonardo was not as picky as he was yesterday. But he was more absent-minded.
When Tim brought Leonardo a cup of coffee, he knocked it over the moment Tim placed it beside his
hand.
The coffee cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, making an ear-piercing sound.
The coffee was poured on Leonardo's hand and dripping from it. His hand burned by the hot coffee
went red immediately.
Tim just turned around and the accident happened. So, he quickly went to the lounge and took out a
wet towel. He pressed it on Leonardo's hand and asked, "Mr. Emerson, are you alright?"
Leonardo looked at the broken coffee cup with a gloomy expression.
"I'll clean it up now." As Tim spoke, he went out and took the tools to clean up the debris.
Suddenly, Leonardo's phone rang.
Leonardo's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.
He took his phone over and found it was Carl. So, he just breathed a sigh of relief.
Leonardo calmly answered it. "Hello?"
"I've got your party ready. You can go by yourself. But I can't go now. I have to take a business trip."
Carl sounded serious and anxious, very different from his usual relaxed tone.
Why did he go out of town recently?
Summer had left for work. Now Carl was the same.
Leonardo asked, "What happened?"
"Well, you don't have to worry about it. It's a new show our company took on. The cast went to the
western mountains for some scenes. But it has been raining heavily. The news said there was a
landslide. I can't contact them, so I have to go there myself."
Carl had been in charge of Tip Top these years. He was the CEO, but he had taken care of a lot of
things.
Now Leonardo had to take charge of the Emerson Group, so he had no time to care about Tip Top
Media. Carl would only look for Leonardo if the company came near to bankruptcy.
In the past three years, Leonardo had never asked about the Tip Top Media. Carl took on the
responsibility alone, and he was very successful with his job now.
Leonardo said calmly, "Just send someone. You don't have to go there."
Carl sounded a little anxious. "No, Jessica is on the set. I must go there. I haven't contacted her all day.
I need to go and check her up."
After saying that, Carl didn't hear Leonardo's voice for a few seconds. He thought Leonardo didn't want
to say anything else, so he said, "That's it. I have to catch the plane at night...."
Before Carl could finish his words, Leonardo interrupted him.
"Is Jessica's set in a small village in the western mountains? And it takes a day or two to get there from
Hoover?"
Carl was a little surprised. "Yeah. How do you know it?"
Leonardo had never asked about the company's business. No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't
have predicted this.
"Summer also went there. She said that she was going to see Jessica. She left yesterday morning. She
should be on the set now." Leonardo sounded exceptionally calm on the phone.
Carl was stunned for a few seconds before he cursed, "Damn it! Have you called Summer? Do you
want to come with me tonight?"
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