Summer sat up on the ground with a sickly pale face.
Without even looking at Stanley again, she ran towards the villa that was still on fire.
Jenny followed up.
As soon as she came over, she saw Summer running towards the villa. She only narrowed her eyes slightly and said indifferently, "Is she going to rush into the fire?"
When a person was blinded by jealousy, it was naturally impossible for her to see the merits in the person that she envied.
Just with a glance, Jenny felt Summer was just putting on a show because she didn't dare to rush into the villa at all.
Now that the fire was so big, Summer would die if she rushed in. She would be burned alive.
Stanley didn't say anything. He just watched as Summer rushed inside.
Seeing that Stanley didn't answer her, Jenny remained silent.
At this time, Summer had already run to the villa and threw herself in it.
Jenny's expression changed drastically, "Summer..."
"Mr. Stanley, I'll go get her back." Jenny said, and was about to run towards the villa.
However, Stanley stopped her at this moment, "Not necessary. Let her suffer a little."
"What if she is hurt? She can't afford to be hurt..." Jenny said a little anxiously.
Stanley only stood there calmly without saying a word.
He didn't say anything, and Jenny couldn't act without his order. She just stood on the spot with her brows furrowed, her expression grave.
Summer ran to the villa and coughed violently because of the charred smell. The blazing fire was stinging Summer's face.
Summer examined the fire and found that the room beside her hadn't lit up yet. So she turned around and rushed inside.
Smoke billowed in the room, and Summer kept coughing after she went in there.
She suppressed her urge to cough and called out for Rosie.
"Rosie!"
"Rosie, are you inside? Mom's here!"
The deeper Summer walked inside, the heavier the smoke and the heat wave became.
Gradually, she arrived at a place where there was a fire, and she just pursed her lips tightly as she walked inside.
She walked in with great difficulty for a while. She was slow, and occasionally, she would have to avoid the debris on the ground.
Summer wasn't particularly clear about the structure of the villa. She had passed a room before it came back to her where the hall and Rosie's room were.
When she reached the side door of the hall, she looked at the flames in front of her and almost couldn't stand steadily. She staggered and knelt down on one knee.
"Impossible ... this is impossible!" There was no staircase in front of her.
More than half of the hall had been burned down.
When she looked from the outside, half of the villa had been burned down.
Even if she didn't want to believe it, the scene in front of her was telling her that it was the half where Rosie's room was that had been burned down.
In an instant, a chill shot into her limbs and bones.
The flames in front of her were clearly burning with heat, but Summer felt a bone-piercing coldness passing through her body.
When she was taken away by Stanley, Rosie was still asleep.
Now that the fire was so big, it must have started as soon as she left.
She had texted Leonardo, and Leonardo would definitely come to look for Rosie if he saw her message...
Summer didn't dare to think any further.
She didn't believe it!
She didn't believe that Rosie and Leonardo were both here!
But how could she make sure that they were not here?
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