What a good show! Noticing that Summer and Amber had left, the others had no reason to watch
anymore. Some people wanted to talk to Leonardo, but noticing he didn't look well, they didn't dare to
come close.
After those people left, Leonardo turned to look at Michael. They were alone, so they could be more
outspoken.
Michael looked at him with an odd smile and said mockingly, "It's the same to you. You can't get what I
can't get."
Michael had been calculating all his life but got nothing in the end.
He and Leonardo had long since turned against each other, and now he didn't need to hide his hatred
and malice towards Leonardo.
However, just one sentence from Leonardo made Michael fall silent.
"How long has it been since you've seen Violet?" Leonardo's tone was light. He seemed to ask
casually, but it hit Michael hard.
Michael wanted to see Violet, but he was a proud man. He didn't want Violet to see him defeated by
Leonardo.
Even if he really wanted to see Violet, he only thought about it and would never take the initiative.
Michael clutched at the armrest of the wheelchair and looked at Leonardo with hatred. He seemed to
want to tear Leonardo apart with his ferocious gaze.
Leonardo was very satisfied with Michael's reaction.
"You must want to see her. I'll take you there." Leonardo bent down and sat down beside Michael, his
voice low and slow.
It looked like they were having an ordinary father and son chat. In the distance, some people even
whispered about the good relationship between Leonardo and Michael.
"Leonardo!" Even though things had come to this, Michael didn't go off on Leonardo at the dinner party.
He was so angry that he wanted to tear Leonardo apart, but he still lowered his voice to prevent others
from noticing that they had already turned hostile.
Leonardo's lips curled into a mocking smile. "You're a good father." Even now, Michael still tried not to
debase the Emerson family.
"Come after me all you want. Don't harm Violet. We are the Emersons. It's not good for either of us to
disrupt the Emerson Group!"
At the mention of the Emerson Group, Michael gave Leonardo a sharp look. This was a kind of
warning.
When Michael was in charge of the Emerson Group, Leonardo treated him like dirt, let alone now.
Leonardo seemed to have heard a funny joke. He put his fingers to his forehead and laughed for a
while before saying, "I have to remind you that the Emerson Group is in my hands now. This is my
doing. As for you..."
"I will let you live a carefree life in your final years. Enjoy it." After Leonardo finished speaking, he
smoothed his suit and stood up. "And now, it's time to take you to see your old friends."
Before Michael could reply, Tim walked behind the wheelchair and pushed Michael into the crowd.
For the first time in three years, Michael was seen in public.
When Leonardo pushed him in, everyone present got to know Michael's condition.
The Emerson family was a top-notch family with great wealth and power. Michael had dominated the
Emerson Group for decades, but in his old age, he turned out like this.
Everyone was selfish. Many of the people present appeared to feel sorry for Michael, but they were
actually gloating inwardly.
As soon as they entered, many people came up to them.
"I went to visit you many times, but you refused. Mr. Emerson is so nice to you. If he hadn't brought you
over, we could never see you."
"That's right. Mr. Emerson is so nice to you...."
"How is your health?"
"You have to get out more often."
"Your son is so successful. It's time for you to rest...."
"We envy you!"
Michael kept tugging at his sleeve as he endured their faked friendliness. They said so just to please
Leonardo.
Michael had never realized that he was past his prime. Now he was just an old man who always
needed the wheelchair. He could only rely on Leonardo. Everyone wanted to curry favor with Leonardo.
No one really cared about Michael.
Leonardo did not say anything. He took a glass of red wine from the waiter and leaned against a chair.
He just wanted to ignore these people.
Didn't Michael care about the Emersons' reputation? Then he would take good care of it.
Michael had no choice but to force himself to deal with these people.
"Yes, Leonardo is quite good."
"I will come out often..."
Michael couldn't have any more hate towards Leonardo, but he had no choice but to keep smiling.
Leonardo was walking all over Michael and it was even worse than killing him.
However, Michael wouldn't admit defeat easily, so he could only endure it.
Summer, Stanley, and Jessica stayed in a dark corner silently, watching Leonardo.
Holding a glass of red wine, Jessica asked Summer, "What is Mr. Emerson doing?"
She didn't ask Leonardo the reason for this dinner party. She came for food, drinks, and fun.
"Forget about him." Summer turned around and sat on the high chair. She also asked the waiter for a
glass of red wine.
Stanley sat beside her. As soon as he sat down, Jessica's eyes fixed on him. She had been observing
Stanley the whole night.
Stanley looked clean and friendly. The seriousness that lurked in his manner showed he was a
psychiatrist. That seemed a little bit paradoxical.
Since Stanley saved Summer just now, Jessica's prejudice against him had been allayed.
She asked Stanley, "Mr. Stanley, is it easy for you to guess what a person is thinking by his movements
and expressions?"
Stanley tilted his head and listened attentively to Jessica.
After she finished speaking, Stanley thought for a moment before saying, "Miss Jessica, yes and
no."
She asked Stanley, "Mr. Stanley, is it easy for you to guess what a person is thinking by his movements
and expressions?"
Stanley tilted his head and listened attentively to Jessica.
After she finished speaking, Stanley thought for a moment before saying, "Miss Jessica, yes and
no.
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