Tim left to book a flight for Leonardo.
Leonardo glanced at the kitchen and called Carl.
"I'll hang up if you are not calling to treat me." Carl had just happened to meet Leonardo in the Golden Cauldron Club.
Leonardo had returned to take over the Emerson Group and left Golden Cauldron and Tip Top to him.
It was fine because, after all, he was also an investor and had bonuses.
But Leonardo arranged more tasks for him now. They had used to gather up often, but now Leonardo wouldn't look for him if Leonardo had no task for him.
Carl had unilaterally broken off the relation with Leonardo countless times.
But Leonardo didn't care what Carl said as Carl had always threatened him to jump off the building.
Leonardo said, "I will fly to Country M tonight. And I will be back in at least three to four days. Take care of Summer when I am not in Hoover City."
After all, Carl didn't dare to hang up Leonardo's phone.
Carl asked in surprise, "What are you doing in Country M? On a business trip?"
Leonardo said in a deep voice, "No. Just help me take care of Summer."
"Alright, alright!" Carl asked, "What exactly is it? Is it serious? Why did you ask me to take care of Summer? Is there anything you didn't tell me?"
Their relationship was very good, so Leonardo told him the most important thing, "Adams and I are half-brothers."
"What?" Carl was very excited, "What the fuck? Are you kidding me? Isn't Adams your aunt's son? Now that he's your biological brother, what about Douglas?"
Carl's thoughts were divergent.
Leonardo ignored his questions and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
"Come on. Don't be so polite. It's scaring. Besides, I will take care of Summer anyway because of Jessica..."
"OK."
Leonardo hung up the phone and looked at the report on the table. He then put his phone aside and went to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Summer was cutting green peppers.
Leonardo preferred food with strong flavors. Summer hadn't cooked for him many times. Now that she had a chance to cook for him, she would try her best to satisfy his taste.
Leonardo walked lightly. He leaned against the door and watched for a while. When Summer had finished cutting the green pepper, he walked over and handed her a plate.
Just as Summer was about to turn around and get a plate, she found the plate handing over by Leonardo.
She took it and turned to look at Leonardo, "What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry," Leonardo said.
But he gazed at Summer.
"Then why do you look at me? Wait at the dining hall. It'll be ready soon," Summer said as she pushed him with her elbow.
Leonardo did not move and put his hand on her shoulder, saying, "I just want to see you."
Summer was surprised. She was somewhat unaccustomed to it.
Summer suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Moreover, she didn’t have the motive.
However, even if she had no motive, she must know something.
Leonardo straightened the suitcase and strode over to Violet, his pitch-black eyes flashing with a sharp light as if he wanted to see through Violet. "Auntie, what do you think I came here for?"
Leonardo had lived with Violet after Leonardo's mother had passed away. However, Violet had not taken Leonardo as a child since then.
Not a child would be as deep as Leonardo.
Violet felt that she had never seen through him.
Violet stiffened for a moment and said, "How do I know? Do you come from Hoover City? Then you must be very tired after traveling for so long. Go and have a rest. Your room has been kept."
She then turned around and instructed the servant, "Carry Mr. Emerson's luggage and take him to his room, please."
A servant came up to help Leonardo carry his luggage immediately, "Mr. Emerson, this way, please."
Leonardo took a deep look at Violet and turned around to follow the servant into the room.
The servant sent Leonardo to his room and left. Leonardo closed the door, took out his phone, and prepared to call Summer. But he found that it was already eleven o'clock.
There was a jet lag. So it was night in Hoover City now and Summer might have already fallen asleep.
In the end, Leonardo did not call Summer but sent a text message, "Arrived."
As he put down his phone, the notification of a new text message rang out.
It was from Summer, "Do you just arrive? Have you eaten? Have you seen Violet? How are you going to mention it?"
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