Rosie enjoyed the drama by the door and waited for a long time, but Leonardo and Trevin didn't fight.
She sighed in disappointment and returned to the restaurant.
Embarrassment diffused in the living room. Leonardo's temperament was super cold, as if he could
stand up and kick Trevin out at any moment.
Summer broke the ice and asked Trevin, "How have you been?"
"Not bad. Stanley has been charged with killing my father." Trevin looked at Summer's legs.
Summer had known that Leonardo used Trevin in a way. She wasn't sure if Trevin was aware of it.
Summer said lightly, "Congratulations."
Trevin seemed to have something else to say. However, he only glanced at Leonardo, and then picked
up the cup of water.
"Anything else?" Leonardo looked at Trevin.
But before Trevin answered, Leonardo raised his hand slightly and said again, "See Mr. Trevin off."
Tim came over. "Mr. Trevin, this way, please."
Summer said, "I'll see you off."
Hearing this, Leonardo frowned and turned his head to look at Summer. Summer didn't escape his
gaze. "I can see him off alone."
"Summer." Leonardo seemed to be warning her, but Summer didn't step back.
She and Trevin were friends, and she had nothing to be ashamed of. However, Leonardo wouldn't be
assured unless he could control her completely.
Summer was tender, but it didn't mean she was a nose of wax. Leonardo's desire for control was very
strong and wanted her to be only his. She had to do something; otherwise, he would be more and more
paranoid.
Summer looked at Leonardo for a while, and then turned to Trevin. "Let's go."
She ignored Leonardo's gloomy expression and went out in her wheelchair. Trevin glanced at
Leonardo, stood up, and walked out.
Seeing that Leonardo didn't do anything, Tim couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Emerson, are you sure you
don't want to stop them?"
Suddenly, Leonardo swept all the cups on the coffee table to the ground. This was his answer.
The cups smashed into pieces. Tim retreated to the side in silence and said nothing more.
When Rosie was full and came out, she saw the broken cups. She carefully bypassed the pieces on
the ground and ran to Leonardo. She looked around but couldn't find Summer and Trevin.
"Tre..." Just as she was about to say something, she felt someone patting her shoulder softly.
Rosie turned around and saw that Tim zipped his fingers across his mouth. Rosie inherited Leonardo's
intelligence and instantly understood the current situation.
Her mom and Trevin were good friends. It was normal for them to go out and had a small chat. It was
also normal that her dad felt angry.
Rosie climbed onto the sofa easily with the help of her hands. She sat beside Leonardo.
She tilted her head to look at Leonardo and tentatively said, "Dad?"
Leonardo ignored her. Rosie reached out to grab Leonardo's finger.
The little girl had small hands and could only grab one of Leonardo's fingers with one hand.
She said seriously, her eyes big and bright, "Dad, you didn't eat much just now. You must feel hungry.
Let's go and eat something!"
"No, I'm not in the mood." Although Leonardo rejected Rosie's suggestion, he didn't shake off her
hand.
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