Summer paused for a moment. The joy in her heart only lasted for a second. Then it disappeared
again.
She knew that Connel would not take her to meet Stanley easily. Connel noticed her hesitation and
smiled, "Well? Are you afraid?"
"Do you keep your word? Will you let me see Stanley?" Summer wasn't afraid, but she didn't trust
Connel.
Connel looked at her and said, "A gentleman never goes back on his word."
Summer gritted her teeth and said, "Alright. I'll go with you."
It seemed that Connel had expected Summer would agree to meet Stanley with him. So he was not
surprised at all. He stood up and said, "It is a bit far. We can set off now."
Summer followed him out of the café and got in the car.
Connel's car was Wrangler and it looked cool.
Connel drove the car and Summer sat in the passenger seat.
They left the city and headed for the nearby town.
Along the way, Summer stared at the window, trying to remember the signs of the road.
Maybe it would be useful.
Connel looked at her in the rear-view mirror. Do you have a good memory?"
Summer said cautiously, "No. I hurt three years ago and got a bump on the head. Moreover, I even lost
my memory for a period of time."
However, Connel said, "I know it."
Summer felt that Connel could always know what she was thinking, so she stopped talking to him.
She would make fewer mistakes if she stopped talking.
She didn't speak anymore, but Connel kept talking to her along the way. Summer just forced a smile or
replied him in an absent way.
After driving for six hours, they car drove into a small seaside town.
The town was bustling, but they seemed to be familiar with him before.
Connel drove into the town and slowed down. Everyone greeted to him along the way.
Someone knew him, which meant that this was probably where Connel lived.
They were about to arrive the place.
After ten minutes, Connel stopped in front of a villa.
It was a three-story European villa. There were several trees in the courtyard, but it looked a little
desolate because the arrival of winter.
There were servants cleaning the courtyard, and bodyguards in plain clothes patrolling around.
It was obvious that the villa was well guarded.
"Get off the car."
Connel's voice rang out. Only then did Summer realize she need to get off the car. She untied her seat
belt and got off the car. He entered the villa, and Summer followed him.
When the servant who was sweeping the courtyard saw Connel, he said respectfully, "Hello, Mr.
Bates."
Connel ignored him and walked inside directly.
After entering the villa, Connel told the servant, "Lead Ms. Summer to the guest room."
The servant wasn't from Country M, but Connel said in Chinese.
The servant walked to Summer and said in Chinese in a not fluent way, "Ms. Summer, please."
Summer glanced at the maid and grabbed Connel's arm. "Didn't you say that you brought me to meet
Stanley?"
"Yes. But I didn't say the time. Did I say that I would bring you to see him as soon as you come here?"
Connel smiled, and his smile was similar to Stanley's.
However, Summer was clear that this man was not Stanley.
Summer pursed her lips and turned to look outside the villa. There were so many bodyguards in the
yard. Even if she wanted to escape, she couldn't succeed.
She stared at Connel and said angrily, "Despicable!"
Connel smiled. His smile looked hateful. Summer stared at Connel angrily and followed the maid
upstairs.
The villa was well guarded. If Connel brought Stanley back, Stanley should also be in this villa.
Since Summer had already arrived, she sould stay here, and she would see Stanley sooner or later.
Summer was led to a guest room by a servant.
The room was decorated in a pastoral European style. When the servant went out, Summer began to
look at the room.
Through the decoration of the room, it seemed that it was a woman's room, and everything was placed
in order.
Summer flipped through the drawer in front of the dressing table and opened the closet.
When she opened the wardrobe, she was shocked. The wardrobe was full of clothes. They were all
brand new. All of them still had the tags on. It seemed that they were prepared for someone.
There were so many clothes that it was hard to take one of them out. Summer could only tug at the
corner of the clothes to see what kind of clothes it was.
Looking at the clothes, Summer realized that these clothes were not for women of the same age.
On the left were the clothes for grown women. The style of the clothes was relatively mature, which
was suitable for women of Summer's age. Besides, there were also some dresses with flowers and
sailor suits...
To the right were the clothes for younger women.
It seemed that the order of these clothes was a record of a woman's age. It recorded the change from a
girl to a woman.
It was like some sort of ceremony.
These clothes were definitely not prepared for her, but for the original owner of the house.
Summer closed the closet and sat on the bed. She calmed down and began to think.
Now she shouldn't think about who the original owner was. To her, it was not important. What was
important was where Stanley was now.
Ever since she met Connel, Connel always called him Stanley rather than brother.
This showed that the relationship between them was not good.
However, Connel said that he knew about the island and the matter that she had lost her memory...
If Stanley hadn't told him, how would Connel have known?
No, Connel said something before. He said that the person who saved Summer should be him.
Summer pressed her temple. She was in a mess. Everything was mixed together. She had no idea
about it.
At this moment, she missed Leonardo.
Leonardo was so clever that he could find a clue from these matters, instead of being in a mess like
her.
However, she had not contacted Leonardo for several days.
After arriving in Country M, she realized that Leonardo was angry with her. The way he expressed his
anger was changed.
She made the choice of coming to Country M, and she didn't tell Leonardo until she arrived. So she
understood that Leonardo was angry.
It was because of this that she had to deal with all of this on her own.
Summer took out her phone. She slid her finger on the screen and then put it back.
She could deal with her own stuff.
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