Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)

Chapter 145: "Some People" meant the Emersons

Hearing that, Leonardo let go of her.

He took half a step back to look at her. "But they deserve to die."

"Are you forcing my grandfather to return because you want to kill him, too?" Summer felt a chill.

She thought she had a place in Leonardo's heart, but now she realized that she had been wrong.

"No," Leonardo said indifferently, "Of course I won't do anything to your grandfather. He wasn't involved

in that case. He was just bribed by the Emersons."

"Then what exactly are you trying to achieve?"

Summer was a little confused, but she vaguely understood one thing.

Marco’s father might have been involved by some coincidence to know about Leonardo's mother's

horrendous death.

This world was never black and white. Summer did not know what to think about Leonardo's deeds.

Nonetheless, her heart ached for him.

His mother had been so outstanding. If she had been around, Leonardo wouldn't have become like

this.

He could have made it to the financial magazines covers and been admired by everyone.

However, he was obsessed with finding the mastermind behind the kidnapping.

Living in hatred and guilt, a man as noble and powerful as him could feel no joy.

"The Emersons thought he was making some people uneasy at home, so they sent him abroad,"

Leonardo paused for a moment before continuing, "Once he returns, some will lose their patience."

Something occurred to him, and his lips curled into a smile.

That smile was not from the heart, carrying bloodthirsty coldness.

However, his words were chillier for her after all.

"By 'some people' you mean the Emersons?"

Summer felt that she must have misunderstood.

The truth was Leonardo smiled even more viciously.

Summer remembered what Vicky had done. As shocking as it was, she no longer doubted it.

...

The next day.

Summer woke up and habitually took out her phone to surf the Internet. She discovered that her

grandfather's return went all over the news.

It was on financial news as well as entertainment news.

Everybody was discussing about it.

Fifteen years ago, Alexander was famous in Hoover City and had a large circle of friends. Many people

who were more powerful and wealthy than him were willing to make friends with him.

However, just as the Jarrett Group was flourishing, Alexander suddenly went abroad.

It had been fifteen years since he left, and now he chose to return, which attracted the attention of the

media unsurprisingly.

But way too many news media were covering this.

Leonardo, who was beside her, also woke up.

He slept last night with Summer in his arms. When Summer woke up, she pushed away his hands and

moved to the side of the bed. Now, his arms were empty.

Leonardo revealed a look of dissatisfaction and pulled Summer back into his arms. His chin was

against the top of her head. He glanced at her phone and said in a low voice, "I had people do it. What

do you think?"

His tone carried a trace of pride, like a child sought praise thinking he had done something amazing.

Summer pulled a wry face. "Why did you encourage the media to report that?"

She wasn't as smart as Leonardo, and sometimes she couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

"Nothing. I just wanted to inform those who should know."

With that, he pulled her phone away, took her hands into the quilt, and said in a husky voice, "We can

do something meaningful."

Summer recognized his strange tone, but it was too late.

Leonardo forcefully pressed her hands on his special parts. The scorching heat seemed to be melting

her hands.

"I need to get up for work!" Summer blushed instantly.

When the lights were off at night, they could do whatever they wanted.

But it was dawn now, and the room was bright. She was not as cheeky as Leonardo.

"Well, then we have to hurry up. Otherwise, you'll be late."

"No...."

...

It turned out that every man, no matter how collected he was usually, was shameless in bed.

After they made out, it was about time for work.

They got up together to wash up, which was rare.

Summer sat in front of the dressing mirror and put on her makeup. Leonardo stood at the side and

looked at her with interest.

She couldn't help but urge him, "You can leave if you're done."

Leonardo smiled and said in a low but gentle voice, "You look good enough without makeup."

He complimented her with extreme seriousness.

Summer turned her head away from him and said, "When you first met me, you said I was ugly."

"You were," Leonardo said bluntly.

Summer felt that Leonardo was lucky to have her because he always said something annoying.

"But...," Leonardo said, "I still kissed you. I don't think Jerome could do that."

Summer retorted, "Because you did unusual things."

"But not all ugly women could make the list." Leonardo sounded rather complacent.

Summer's heart skipped a beat when she heard that.

This cold man knew how to do sweet talk.

...

When they went downstairs together, Douglas was standing in the middle of the living room with his

schoolbag, looking at them seriously.

He shook his head and said, "You two have really gone too far lately. First, Summer got up late, and

now you, too?"

Summer smiled guiltily and didn't say anything.

Leonardo coldly shot a glance at Douglas. Then he quickly turned around and walked out, saying, "It is

getting cold. Everybody wants to stay in bed."

Summer went to the company and found that neither Lynn nor Vicky came to work today.

At noon, Summer received a phone call from Karen.

"Summer, your grandfather has returned. Come home for lunch."

Summer agreed, "Alright."

She had no impression of Alexandar. As far as she could remember, he had been nice to her,

compared with the rest of the Jarretts.

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so he sort of ignored Summer.

She put away her phone and walked out of the Jarrett Group. Then she saw Leonardo.

He was leaning against the car, looking slender.

"Why are you here?" Summer trotted over.

"The Jarretts called you and asked you to go home for dinner?"

"Yes."

"I'll go with you." After Leonardo finished speaking, he opened the car door and pushed her into the

car.