Persuaded by Douglas and Rosie, Summer finally agreed to go to the Holiday Villa. Leonardo didn't go
there ahead of time, but he still managed to arrange everything.
On the day they left for the Holiday Villa, Leonardo personally drove them there. Leonardo didn't have
many men with him, as many of his men had been arranged in the Holiday Villa.
The servants and bodyguards all looked familiar. They must be from the Emerson's.
Rosie fell asleep as soon as she got into the car. Summer slept along the way as well.
They set off early in the morning, and when they arrived at the Holiday Villa, it was already noon. The
air in the mountains was so refreshing.
The Emerson Group owned numerous industries. Previously, when Summer helped Leonardo manage
the Emerson Group, she did not notice the tourism industry.
The villa looked new, as if it had just been repaired. The bodyguards and servants behind were
carrying luggage according to Leonardo's instruction.
Summer sat in a wheelchair and looked up at the building in front of her. Leonardo came over very
soon after he instructed his men.
"Let's go inside first." Leonardo walked over to Summer and squatted down, touching her hand.
Because the temperature on the mountain was somewhat low, Summer's hands got a bit cold.
Leonardo frowned and tightened his grip on Summer's hand.
Summer kept silent as Leonardo pushed her inside. The interior of the villa was as delicate and warm
as it looked outside.
There was no one in there. Summer couldn't help but ask Leonardo, "Is this place not open to the
public?"
Leonardo explained, "Carl also came to see this place while it was being repaired. He said t the
environment here was good and recommended me to keep it for my own use rather than opening to
the public."
Hearing this, Summer nodded and did not say anything. Carl looked like a master of beer and skittles,
careless and casual, but he was shrewd in business.
Summer asked, "Had he been here after the repair was finished?"
Leonardo replied, "No."
This was a good place. Leonardo naturally thought of bringing Summer over first. Carl wanted to come,
but Leonardo didn't allow him.
Summer knew what was going on, but she reclined in her wheelchair without saying a word. When they
reached the room, Summer reached out and touched the sheets.
The good quality of them could be felt, and it was probably arranged in advance.
Summer raised her head and looked at Leonardo, who was standing by the window while drawing the
curtains.
Summer asked, "What have you been doing recently?"
"Something in the company." Leonardo tilted his head slightly to look at her and answered in a serious
tone.
When Leonardo talked to Summer, even if it was about something unimportant, he would take it very
seriously.
"Where's Stanley? What have you done to him?" Summer knew about Leonardo, so she wouldn't
believe what he had said.
Leonardo's hands froze for a while and he did not make a sound. It meant he didn't want to talk about
it.
"You don't have to waste your time. The more you want to do, the more Stanley won't let you succeed.
He's not afraid of death." Summer paused, "Or rather, he's not afraid of anything. He just wants to
make your life hard."
Stanley was such a person that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Life and death weren't important to him.
What was the use of Leonardo capturing him? Unless Stanley was willing to speak, he would never
give away a word even if he was tortured to death.
Summer thought that Leonardo should be clear about this too, but Leonardo was also a stubborn
person.
The more unlikely it was, the more he wouldn't quit.
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