Leonardo walked over with his usual cold face.
Summer gave him a sneer and threw the subpoena on the table beside her. "So, all I need to do is stay in this birdcage and wait for the court date. I just have to stand in the dock and let your family slander me, right?"
Leonardo stood in front of her, his aura cold and oppressive.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "No."
Summer froze for a moment.
Leonardo looked at her and repeated, "That won't happen."
Summer sneered, "Whatever you say."
Anyway, she no longer believed his words.
After all that happened, she would no longer trust Leonardo like a fool. Last night, she wondered why Leonardo would come home for the night.
It turned out he knew the subpoena would come today.
After breakfast, Leonardo left again.
Maybe he went to the company, or the hospital.
He had many things to do recently.
Summer stood in front of the French window on the second floor and watched Leonardo get into the car and leave. She took out her phone and called Jessica.
"Jessica, I want to ask you a favor."
"Go ahead." Jessica would never refuse her.
And Summer would never ask her for too much.
"Get some reporters or paparazzi to
Leonardo's villa." When Jessica heard this, she was confused and her tone became serious, "Summer, what are you doing?"
"I know what I'm doing." Summer paused for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it."
When Jessica heard her words, she asked no more.
After hanging up the phone, Summer sat quietly for a while and began to throw things.
She smashed everything that could be smashed.
The sound brought the servants over.
It was chaos. When they saw her, Summer was holding a lamp and was about to smash it to the floor.
Her cold face and determination reminded them of Leonardo.
Summer threw the lamp onto the floor. Bang!
It was torn into piece.
When she raised her head, they saw no expression in her eyes. She said coldly, "Leave me alone."
When the servants heard this, they didn't dare to come in. They just looked at Summer nervously, afraid that she would do something to hurt herself.
If anything happened to Summer, there would be no tomorrow for them.
A servant tried to comfort her, "Mrs. Emerson, don't worry. We won't come in."
At this moment, Ava walked over.
Seeing the mess in the room, Ava was shocked, "Mrs. Emerson, what happened? Would it be fine if I called Mr. Emerson?"
"Don't call him." Summer took two steps forward, avoiding the rubbish. "Just leaves me alone, and you are not allowed to call Leonardo.
I am very annoyed now, and I don't want to see all of you. Just get out of here."
Ava cried out with an awkward expression, "Mrs. Emerson!"
Summer frowned and looked at her, "You, too!
Ava had never seen Summer act in such an unreasonable manner.
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