Bruce glanced at the kitchen.
Summer was cooking the last dish and didn't pay attention to them. Even if she did, it was impossible
for her to hear the conversation between Bruce and Rosie from such a distance.
Bruce looked at Rosie with interest. His voice was as cold as usual, "How do you know?"
"Of course I know." Rosie turned to look at the doll in her hand and played with it, ignoring Bruce.
Bruce was a man of few words, so he didn't continue their conversation, either. He just took out his
phone and sent a text message to someone in his contact list.
Summer quickly finished the last dish and served it on the table. She shouted in their direction, "Time
for dinner."
Bruce and Rosie both went to the table. Rosie walked over and climbed onto her little chair. Then she
just sat there and waited for the meal to begin.
"Just some simple dishes." Summer smiled to Bruce and put some food into Rosie's bowl.
Bruce nodded. Seeing Summer had begun to eat, he also lowered his head and began. However, he
ate very fast.
Summer only put some food into Rosie's bowl and when she looked up again, she saw that Bruce had
already finished about half a bowl of rice.
Summer couldn't help but ask, "Bruce, are you in a hurry for something? Why do you eat so fast?"
"I'm used to it." Bruce raised his head and said vaguely before he continued eating.
Summer paid special attention to the time. She found that it only took Bruce ten minutes to finish the
meal, and he even added two bowls of rice.
After he finished, Bruce stood up and said, "It's very delicious. Thank you."
Then he was about to leave. Summer hurriedly stood up and said, "Could you stay for a little longer?"
"No." Bruce rejected on spot and left.
After he left, Summer stared at his bowl and was lost in thought. Previously, when Kate lived in the
small town, Summer had had a meal with Bruce as she dropped by to check on Rosie. He ate very fast
back then, but not this fast.
It was as if someone was snatching food with him, or he was in hurry to leave. Maybe Bruce didn't want
to stay here for too long?
Summer shook her head, feeling that she was thinking too much. It must be what Jessica said before
that led her to so many unnecessary conjectures.
Jessica invited Carl to meet her at the Golden Cauldron Club, so of course, Carl went there very early.
Before Jessica arrived, Carl had already ordered her favorite dishes and was waiting for her.
When she got there, the dishes were just served. Carl stepped forward and pulled the chair for her.
"Haven't had your dinner, right? I've made the order. Come on, hurry up." Carl said.
Jessica glanced at the dishes on the table, and then quickly looked down to hide her emotions.
Without saying anything, she just sat down and started eating.
Indeed, she hadn't had dinner yet and was already a little hungry.
But she didn't forget her mission while enjoying the feast, "Have you been in touch with Mr. Emerson
lately?"
"No." Carl poured her some red wine and pushed it to her, "Why do you ask this?"
"He and Summer broke up. I always find it a little strange." Jessica recalled what Summer had said and
frowned slightly, "You have known Mr. Emerson for so long, and you should know him very well. Does
he often betray his girlfriends?"
Carl immediately denied, "Definitely not. Leonardo seems aloof and harsh, but in fact, he's more of a
man of forbearance."
"Since that's the case, is there more than meeting the eye between him and Summer?" Jessica's
thoughts were actually the same as Carl's.
"Very likely." Carl put down his glass and said, "It's almost New Year's Eve. Leonardo and I are both
busy. We haven't really seen each other these days. I'm not sure what he thinks."
"You know about the fire in the Emerson Group building, right?"
"Yeah?" Carl looked at Jessica and signaled her to continue.
Jessica told Carl what Summer had told her, "At that time, Summer was also there. And in such peril,
Leonardo actually left without Summer."
Carl's hand that was shaking the glass suddenly paused, and a wisp of surprise flashed through his
eyes, "Really?"
Jessica couldn't help but roll her eyes at Carl, "Of course! Would Summer make up such a lie to me?"
Hearing this, Carl's expression changed.
"You know how Leonardo treated Summer before. Let alone the dangerous fire where everyone was
running for their lives, he would feel heart-wrenched even when she had a scratch or minor injury...."
There was no need to finish the sentence.
Carl shook his head. "Based on my understanding of Leonardo, he can give up his life for someone he
loves, but once the love is gone, he wouldn't give a damn to that person even if she dies right in front of
him."
"Gosh!" Jessica thumped the glass on the table with a cold face, "Men are full of lies! You just said that
he is not the kind of person who betrays his girlfriend!"
The corner of Carl's mouth twitched and he hurriedly explained, "Perhaps he really has some
unspeakable difficulties. Why are you so angry? Don't be angry, please."
Jessica snorted coldly, "Even if he really has concerns, how could he leave Summer alone at the
crunch. If it were you, would you do that to me?"
Jessica suddenly turned against Carl. He immediately raised his eyebrows and pointed at his chest,
"Do I need to take out my heart to show you?" He sounded like a hooligan, but looked full of sincerity.
Jessica was stunned for a moment. She just said it off the top of her head. Both of them fell silent.
After a while, Carl first broke the silence, "Jessica, we..."
Jessica picked up her wine and drank it up in a single breath. "I'm full." Then she sprang up, grabbed
her bag and phone, pulled the chair away, and walked out.
The set of actions were done in one go, clean and smooth, as if she had practiced them in her heart
long ago.
Carl didn't know why he got so irritated. He jumped to his feet, and his knee knocked against the corner
of the table, letting out a dull sound. The pain made him frown, but he didn't utter a sound.
"Jessica, do you have to keep it like this? Do you think you are the only woman that I want for the rest
of my life? Do you know how many women are out there waiting for me to sleep with them?"
To Carl, Jessica was the closest to his heart. He had always taken her as his first priority and guarded
her with all his strength. However, after so many years, she had always been shunning him. He didn't
even know why she was like this now.
At the beginning, they weren't like this.
Jessica stopped and stood there for a few seconds before she turned around with a cold and mocking
smile on her face. "Weren't you, my 'mighty' Mr. Carl, a regular of the tabloids? Have I asked you to
stop that for me? Sleep with whoever you want, and I don't give you a shit!"
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