Leonardo was referring to the fact that Stanley had a sister, which was said by Summer.
Summer was indeed afraid that it would be troublesome for Leonardo to deal with Stanley, so she told
him about Bendy. However, hearing what he said, Summer felt he was very confident.
It did make sense. How could Leonardo not know that Stanley had a sister? The more Summer thought
about it, the more depressed she felt. She ordered Leonardo, "Shut up. You can go out if you don't
want to sleep."
Leonardo didn't say anything after that.
The next day.
When Summer woke up, the first thing she did was to look around.
The bed was already empty, and Leonardo wasn't there.
He always did this. He sneaked in like a thief at night. By the time she woke up, he had left.
After Summer finished washing up, she went to the next room and took a look at Rosie. She opened
the door and peeked inside. Rosie was sleeping soundly with her arms resting on her head in a very
comfortable manner. It looked like she was going to sleep a little longer.
Summer gently closed the door and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. However, the doorbell rang
halfway.
Who could come so early? Could it be Jessica?
Summer looked out through the peephole. A familiar person was standing outside the door. Summer
opened the door and looked at him in surprise, "Bruce?"
Although Bruce had abandoned his old business, he still had a high social status. Back then, Bruce
said he could be her bodyguard, but summer knew the price that she could pay was actually very low
for him. Later, it was confirmed that Bruce was entrusted by Leonardo.
After Summer knew this, Bruce left and Summer didn't know why. It had been a long time since he
appeared. Summer did not intentionally contact Bruce.
"Ms. Summer." Dressed in black, Bruce was still cold, and he looked resolute.
"You..." Summer had a vague answer in her heart, but she wasn't sure.
"Leonardo said you were moving. I'm here to help you." When Bruce mentioned Leonardo, he seemed
to grit.
Perhaps Leonardo threatened him again so that Bruce could listen to Leonardo and follow his orders.
Otherwise, when he mentioned Leonardo, he would not have revealed such an expression. He gritted
fiercely as if he wanted to tear Leonardo apart.
"Actually, I don't have so many things to pack up." After Summer said this, she paused and stepped
aside, "Come in."
Summer turned around and told him, "Take your seat."
Bruce then sat down on the sofa. Summer poured him a glass of water.
"Mom." Rosie's voice sounded.
Bruce looked over and saw Rosie standing by the door. Rosie was still wearing a nightgown with small
flower pattern. Her hair was a little messy, and she looked dizzy because she just woke up.
She looked so adorable.
Bruce smiled unconsciously.
Rosie hadn't seen Bruce for a couple of days. She stared at him for a while and then smiled, "Uncle
Bruce?"
She had just woken up and her reactions were a little slow. She called "Uncle Bruce" and continued to
look at him with her head tilting, as if she wasn't sure.
Bruce nodded at her and his tone softened unconsciously. "Good morning."
Summer thought Rosie wouldn't recognize Bruce since she hadn't seen him for a long time. However,
Rosie still remembered him. She felt that she sometimes underestimated Rosie’s memory.
Rosie was four years old and she could already understand something. At least, she was more
sensible than Summer had imagined.
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