Seeing Summer didn't even touch the teacup, Stanley wasn't angry. He just crossed his legs and
reclined in the sofa in a comfortable way, looking at Summer.
"Summer, listen to me. It's useless for you to be nervous now. Leonardo hasn't found this place yet. It's
clear that I have won this one."
Stanley paused and narrowed his eyes to see Summer's reaction.
Seeing that Summer still put on a poker face, Stanley's expression finally changed.
He looked a bit sterner and his tone colder, "I can give you another chance to make your own choice.
What I said to you earlier still stands. After all..."
"We are perfect for each other."
Summer replied coldly, "There's no need to think about it. I don't think we're right for each other in any
way."
Stanley's expression stiffened for a second. The next moment, he took a deep breath and reached out
to tidy up his sleeves. He said softly and gloomily, "Let her be quiet. I don't want to hear her speak
again for the time being."
Before Summer could figure out what he meant, she saw Jenny walk towards her.
"You..."
The next second, Jenny's hand struck her on the back of her neck. She passed out and fell on the sofa.
The moment before she fainted, Summer finally realized that Stanley wanted her to be quiet. And this
was what he meant by "quiet".
Summer didn't know how long she had passed out.
When she woke up again, she was still in the basement.
She was lying flat on the sofa, with no blankets or quilts covering her. Even though the basement was
heated, she still felt a trace of coldness.
She had just woken up, so her vision was blurry. She blinked her eyes a few times before her vision
became clear again.
She saw a chandelier, and at the side was the sofa. Then she saw Stanley and Jenny standing there,
not far away.
Slightly raising her head, Jenny was saying something to Stanley. Stanley curled his lips, and on the
corners of his mouth was a trace of a smile.
It was perishing for Summer to see Stanley's smile. Her heart felt so heavy that she sudden came back
to her senses.
Stanley turned around and said something to Jenny. Jenny's expression looked somewhat gloomy, but
she still nodded.
After that, Stanley walked towards Summer.
Summer rolled over and sat up on the sofa. She looked at Stanley vigilantly.
Stanley walked to her side and sat down, reaching out to caress Summer's face. "Sorry, Jenny hit you
too hard. You..."
Summer raised her head and shunned back, avoiding Stanley's hand.
Stanley glanced at his hand that was still in the air. He was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he
quickly softened his expression, "It's good that you've woken up. We can leave now."
Summer was not sure how long she had slept, nor did she know what time it was. According to the
situation in the basement, Leonardo still hadn't found out this place.
Jenny walked over and stared at Summer with an unfriendly face, "Do you want to leave by yourself, or
should I help you?"
Summer stood up and did not say anything, suggesting that she would leave by herself.
Jenny coldly snorted and walked in front to lead the way.
Jenny led them through the basement, and finally stopped in front of an iron door. She raised her hand
slightly, and some of her people took the hint and opened the door for her.
The iron door was so thick that it took two men to open it.
Jenny watched Summer closely. She was leading the way, so she naturally wouldn't let Summer fall
behind.
Therefore, at this time, Summer was walking in the front, while Stanley was behind her.
As soon as the iron door opened, Summer smelled something charred.
Although the sky wasn't bright at this moment, there was already some light. Having adjusted to it, she
could still see clearly.
People were born with a keen sense of danger and bad things, and Summer's subconscious unease
had already reached its peak.
She didn't turn around to question Stanley, instead, she started running towards the exit.
Outside the iron door was not a flat road, but a staircase.
"Summer!"
Jenny called her name from behind, but Summer just continued running forward as if she didn't hear
her.
"Mr. Stanley, I'll go get her!" Jenny turned around and said to Stanley before she was going to chase
after Summer.
Stanley said in a deep voice, "Come back."
Jenny turned around unwillingly and returned to him. Then she heard Stanley say, "She can't run
away."
Summer ran all the way up to the exit. When she pushed open the outermost door and went out, all
she could see was endless fire.
The exit to the basement was in the small garden behind the villa.
After living in Stanley's villa for such a long time, Summer knew his villa was big and luxurious.
However, at this moment, more than half of the villa had been burned down, and the flames soared into
the sky. It was clear that it had been burning for several hours.
"Rosie!"
First came into Summer's mind was Rosie. Then she was about to run into the villa.
However, just when she took the first step, someone caught her by the wrist.
She turned around and saw Stanley's stern face.
"You said you would let Rosie off!" Summer pointed at the fiery villa with her other hand and her voice
trembled, "Is this what you mean by 'let her off'? Stanley, I never thought you would be so heartless. If
anything happens to Rosie, I will never let you off!"
Facing Summer's accusation, Stanley only changed his expression slightly, "If I let Rosie go, would
Leonardo let me go?"
"And you're wrong about another thing. If Rosie dies there, you can't blame me. Just blame Leonardo,
for he didn't have the ability to protect you. He killed your daughter. It's all his fault!"
Summer bit her lips, trembling with anger. She raised her hand and slapped Stanley in the face fiercely.
Her move was so sudden that Stanley was not on guard at the moment and took the heavy slap.
Summer used all her strength in this slap, venting her hatred and anger. Having taken this slap, half of
Stanley's face immediately turned red.
"Don't make excuses for the evil you've done. Leonardo's fault is that he's not as heartless as you are!"
Summer said hatefully, wanting to shake off his hand.
However, Stanley's clench was so tight that Summer failed to shake him off with all that strength.
With that slap, Stanley's face was already contorted in hate. What she said just now made it worse.
He fiercely shook off his hand, throwing Summer off balance to the ground.
The ground was covered with gravels, and Summer's arm was scratched.
However, Stanley didn't care about this. He stood in front of Summer and looked down at her
condescendingly, "Summer, don't force me."
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