Summer was somewhat dumbfounded. "So something is up."
"Affection is never a matter of reason." Leonardo rose and said, "I'll go and check on him later."
Summer nodded, "Alright."
When she and Leonardo had been in trouble, it had been Carl, Warren, and the others who reached
out to help them. Now that Warren was in trouble, Leonardo should give him a hand.
After breakfast, Leonardo went out.
Normally, he and Summer sent Rosie to school together. But today, since Leonardo was going out, he
drove Rosie to the kindergarten alone.
No sooner had Leonardo left did Summer receive a call from an unknown number.
"Summer."
The man's voice came through his phone, his breath light and weak.
It took Summer a few seconds to finally recognize whose voice it was.
"Stanley?"
All those things that had happened seemed to be so far away. The voice on the other end of the phone
was Stanley's, but Summer felt so unreal.
"I don't know who else could help me, Summer." Stanley sounded like he was sighing.
Time passed in silence.
After a while, Summer answered, "What if I refuse to help you?"
"You won't. You will help me even for the sake that I have gotten rid of Lester." He said firmly.
Was Lester dead finally?
"The location." She demanded.
After getting changed, Summer went downstairs and ran into Brant, who just came from outside.
"Mrs. Emerson, you're leaving?" Brant asked.
"I'll be out buying something, and will be back soon." She didn’t want Leonardo to know what she was
going to do.
Brant nodded and suggested, "I'll ask the driver to go with you."
"No need. I can drive myself."
After that, she hurried out.
Brant tried to say something else, but at the thought that Summer seemed to be doing fine recently, he
let her go.
Summer drove to the place Stanley told her.
It was an abandoned old building. Trevin and his men arrived almost right after Summer.
Trevin had a group of people with him, and Summer was alone. But she was not afraid at all.
"I thought you've left the country."
Trevin knew Summer and Stanley used to be close, so he figured out what was going on without a
second thought.
"You're here to save Stanley? How nice of you!" Trevin's tone was full of ridicule.
Summer said flatly, "I owe him my life."
Trevin sneered. "You are bold. How dare you come here alone? Aren't you afraid of what I will do to
you?"
Summer curled her lips, smiling and then said calmly, "There's nothing you can do to me. If you still
want to live like a master, stop it."
Trevin was used to the luxurious life. Although Lester's company had been shorted by Leonardo, he
must have left Trevin a fortune. And the money was probably enough for Trevin to live blithely for the
rest of his life.
But if anything happened to Summer here, he was going to kiss that carefree life goodbye for good.
Trevin's expression turned ugly when he heard the threat in her tone.
Summer added, "And I called the police before I came here."
Hearing her words, Trevin cursed in a low voice, "You win."
He turned around and waved to one of his subordinates behind him, "Let's go."
Then Trevin left with his men.
Summer had a point. Without Lester, Trevin was nobody. He couldn't afford the slightest risk or
mistake.
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