Leonardo crossed his arms and coldly looked at him, not saying anything.
Carl had been fooling around and making various friends since he was a child, so he naturally knew if the drink was drugged.
Therefore, he had purposely given Leonardo that glass of wine last night.
Although Leonardo was vigilant, he was off guard against Carl, therefore he fell into the trap.
"Alright, I admit I know there's something wrong with that glass of wine." Carl felt guilty under his gaze.
"I'll get back to you." Leonardo interrupted him coldly and turned to his room.
Hearing this, Carl felt a chill down his neck. He got no thanks for his good intentions. Maybe he would escape Leonardo if he ran away now.
Leonardo walked to the door and found that the door was not tightly closed.
When he came out, he had tightly shut the door and heard the sound of locking it.
Pushing the door open, he looked down and saw a slipper by the door.
Didn't she even cover it up when eavesdropping?
Leonardo picked up the slipper and placed it beside the bed with the other one. Then, he turned around and took a set of clothes from the wardrobe into the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Summer poked her head out of the quilt.
The sound of water came from the bathroom. Summer propped herself up and got out of bed. She picked up the clothes that had been thrown all over the floor and put them on. She carried her shoes and walked out quietly.
After leaving the room, she put on her shoes and ran away.
When Summer exited the elevator, she saw Carl and Warren.
Warren sat calmly on the sofa, but Carl was obviously very excited, shaking his head and waving, as if he was complaining to Warren.
In the room just now, she heard Leonardo and Carl's conversation.
There must be a reason for Jessica always unwilling to respond to Carl.
If she were Jessica, she would not care about Carl either.
Although Leonardo's personality was changeable, he was at least more upright than Carl.
Summer quietly walked over, and happened to hear Carl say, "I must have owed him in my previous life. That's why I came to pay my debts in this lifetime. As the boss of Tip Top Media Company, he threw the company to me whenever he had something else to do. But I can't resist. Just as for the matter yesterday, I have good intentions. Isn't he thinking about something like this? I..."
Halfway through his words, he noticed that Warren's gaze fixed behind him, "What are you looking at?"
When Carl followed Warren's gaze and saw Summer, he burst out with shock, "Why ... why are you here?"
Summer tilted her head slightly, her expression cold like Leonardo's, "I'm just passing by. Go on." Carl didn't dare to go on. He could tell Leonardo and Warren that he had called Summer over last night to help Leonardo.
However, in front of Summer, he didn't dare to say that.
Carl felt uneasy under her cold gaze. "No... Nothing. I just..."
Last time he saw Summer, he thought that she must be a good-tempered woman.
However, now under her cold gaze, he could feel something of Leonardo on her, which boggled his mind.
"The boss of Tip Top Media Company? Leonardo?" Summer raised her eyebrows, "So, was the invitation letter that Tip Top Media Company sent me earlier also Leonardo's idea?"
Carl felt that the situation was getting out of control. He nodded, then shook his head immediately, denying, "No ... No, it was my idea!" Summer said gently, "Oh, I got it."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
Carl watched her leave and asked Warren, "Am I in trouble now?"
"Yes." Warren nodded in agreement.
Carl collapsed, totally screwed up.
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