Summer lowered her head and looked downward. The height of the eight floors shocked her. She
looked towards the side and could not help but clench her hands.
At first, when she knew something was wrong with her health, Summer felt both fear and despair. After
some treatment, no sign of improvement had ever shown. Fear had gradually gone. Despair was the
only thing left.
However, after Carl told her what was on Leonardo's mind, she did not want to die. If she died, how
could Leonardo continue his life? Leonardo would not live alone without her.
She was scared of death now.
Her fear satisfied Lester. He smiled, "Don't be so scared. You still have a chance of surviving if they
fulfil my requests."
Summer closed her eyes. She was in no mood to care about what Lester was saying. She needed to
calm herself down.
She thought of Rosie, Leonardo, and Jessica. Summer forced herself to calm down.
Gradually, she became peaceful. Then, Summer looked at Lester and said, "Your experiment failed
again."
Her tone was quite certain.
After being caught by Lester, she said a lot of mean words to Luster at the beginning. But Lester
endured her insults.
That was because she was a precious experimental subject to Lester. Now that Lester did not care
whether she was alive or dead, the test must have failed.
The possibility of success? No one can return after death.
So, the failure was doomed.
Maybe one day, advanced medicine development could bring people back to life, but Lester could
never be the one who invented the relevant technology.
Lester did experiments on her and Bendy. To achieve his goals, he was capable of anything. He had no
respect for life. He had no faith and morality a medical researcher should have, and such a person
would never succeed.
Lester pursed his lips tightly and said with a sinister expression, "If it weren't for the fact that you are
still useful to me, you would have died countless times."
"If it weren't for the fact that I could only sit in a wheelchair, do you think I would be controlled by you
here?" Summer retorted.
She was good-tempered. Otherwise, when she was in the Jarrett family, she wouldn't have been bullied
by others all the time.
Lester was the most shameless person she had ever seen. She wanted to refute whatever Lester said.
At this moment, the door leading to the rooftop was suddenly opened from inside.
Summer subconsciously looked over. Almost at the same time, she felt the person pushing her
wheelchair used some strength to press the wheelchair forward.
Summer trembled. Her wheelchair was still on the rooftop, but her legs were in the air.
She turned around to look back at the entrance of the rooftop, trying to divert her attention. When she
turned around, she saw the person who pushed the door open walk out.
When she saw who that person was, Summer strained her eyes and stared at him in disbelief.
"Summer." Stanley stood at the entrance of the rooftop and called her name.
Summer had been taken away by Lester for a long time. Now it was late autumn.
Stanley did not wear a suit today. He wore a dark sweater and trousers. His hair was short and neat.
Because of Lester's torture, he looked pale and weak. He was in his thirties, but now he looked like a
teenager.
Summer stared at Stanley blankly. Stanley gave her a smile. That smile looked just like the gentle smile
always on his face when they were friends.
"What are you doing here?" Summer asked in a daze.
He managed to escape from Lester with great difficulty. Why did he come back?
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