His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 145

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."