The private room was large enough to accommodate twenty to thirty people.
Some of the men inside looked familiar, and there were several familiar female celebrities.
Given that there were too many people inside, it was natural that they would go in and out. Basically no
one paid extra attention to the opening of the door.
Therefore, when Summer stood at the door, no one in the private room noticed her.
Or perhaps it was because the light at the door was a little dim, she managed to stay below the radar.
Summer didn't even close the door and headed straight to Leonardo.
Everyone else had a girl on each arm, but there was only one woman sitting beside Leonardo. And
they didn't look that intimate.
The woman sat next to him with some distance, but she bowed slightly and talked to him with a
flattering look.
As for Leonardo, he was holding a glass of wine, not knowing if he was listening.
Only when Summer was near Leonardo did someone notice her.
One of the men in grey suit said, "Hey, where are you going? Why do you leave the door open? Go
shut it!"
Summer shot him a glance and ignored him.
At this moment, that man saw Summer's face, and his eyes immediately turned sharp and focused.
Karen lived on her beauty all her life. Like a dodder flower, she lived off the love and support of Lynn.
And Summer had perfectly inherited Karen's beauty. Even amongst the young female models, she still
stood out.
At her twenties, even if she had given birth to a child, she looked amazing. In addition, after living with
Leonardo for so long, she naturally picked up some unique noble aura, which made her even more
attractive.
Only with one glance, the man in grey had been hooked.
He fixed his eyes on Summer, and he wore a confident smile without blinking.
He straightened his clothes and stood up.
The model nearby reached to his hand, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Logan?"
The gray-clothed man directly shook her off, shot her a warning glare, and the model immediately
withered.
He strode to Summer and stopped her, "This young lady, have I seen you here before? Who are you
looking for? I'm Logan Ward. What's your name?"
Summer was in a bad mood because of the miasma inside. The man called Logan even came to block
her way, so her face went darker.
Keeping silent, Summer withdrew her gaze and turned her attention to the sofa which was behind
Logan.
Because of the fuss Logan had made, many people had looked over except Leonardo, who was on his
phone with his head down.
Summer didn't think Leonardo was unaware of her presence.
Anger coursed through her veins, burning her, and Summer called with a gloomy face, "Leonardo."
Her voice was not low. The noise quieted down almost in one second, but everyone turned his attention
to her.
She should know that no one in this private room dared to call Leonardo by name.
They would only call him Mr. Emerson.
And a woman who suddenly rushed in dared to call him Leonardo, for which their attentions were
naturally attracted.
Logan's face slightly changed, "So, you are looking for Mr. Emerson."
He curled his lips and turned to Leonardo. With a flattering smile, he stated, "Mr. Emerson, there's a
young lady looking for you."
Only then did Leonardo slowly raise his head. His eyes were as deep as a lake and as dark as ink, and
no one could figure out his emotion.
His gaze lingered on Summer's face for only half a second before he lowered his head again, as if she
was a stranger.
Although Summer had expected it, the panic was quick to make it known in her heart, slicing through
her chest like a blade.
She gritted her teeth, clenched her hands, and stated again, "Leonardo, I have something to ask you."
Leonardo remained silent and had no intention to answer her.
Summer's heart quickly went icy, and the chill leapt into her limbs and bones.
She had never felt such obvious and bone-chilling aloofness from Leonardo.
Logan obviously took a fancy to Summer. He was worried that Summer had something to do with
Leonardo, but now that Leonardo simply ignored her, he was a bit bolder.
His gaze landed firmly on Summer as obvious desire filled his eyes. He wished he could strip her
naked with his gaze when he stated in a gentle voice, "It seems that Mr. Emerson doesn't know you."
As he spoke, he reached to Summer's waist. "Mr. Emerson is a one-woman man. He already has a girl
with him. If you want to ask him for help, why don't you turn to me? I am a man who has a tender heart
for beautiful women...."
Feeling his dirty hand, Summer quickly took a step back and Logan grabbed nothing.
Looking at his hand, Logan turned gloomy.
He snorted coldly, "Every woman in this room is in need. Since you've come in, don't pretend to be
arrogant. Otherwise, you will gain neither money nor men."
Summer hadn't been bullied like this for a long time. She couldn't help but chuckle, and she stated with
her tone laced with coldness, "Please scram."
"Say it again?" Logan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect this woman dared to provoke him.
In this private room, apart from Leonardo, he had the highest status. Not to mention those women,
even the young masters here didn't dare to talk to him with disrespect.
"Are you deaf? If so, I don't mind repeating: please s-c-r-a-m!" Summer hated men like Logan the most,
as he looked down on everyone just for the money he had.
"You!" Logan was completely enraged. He raised his hand and wanted to give her a slap.
At this time, a woman's voice came, "Mr. Logan, you just said that you had a tender heart for beautiful
women. And now, what are you doing?"
Logan's hand stiffened in the air.
Summer looked over and found it was the woman who sat beside Leonardo.
Finishing speaking, that woman slowly stood up, and her face was exposed to the light.
Summer whispered in surprise, "Amber!"
"Ms. Summer, nice to meet you again." Amber was dressed in a wine-red dress, showcasing her figure
perfectly. Her skin was fairer than snow and she looked extremely beautiful and elegant.
In contrast, Summer looked somewhat haggard.
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