His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 622

Tim stopped, turned around and looked at Summer.

Summer cut to the chase and asked, "Tell me, where is Rosie?"

"I don't know." Tim shook his head.

Summer twitched her lips. "Let's do some math. You have been with Leonardo longer than I have. He trusts you the most and will ask you to do anything, yet you don't know?"

Leonardo trusted Tim and would ask him to do almost everything.

Summer was sure that Tim knew where Rosie was.

Even if this matter wasn't handled by Tim, Tim would definitely know the inside story.

Tim was surprised and sighed, "But I really didn't handle it. It was all done by Mr. Emerson

himself."

"Leonardo did it himself?" It was out of Summer's expectation.

But on second thought, she felt that it made sense.

Leonardo's attitude towards Rosie had changed, so it was reasonable for him to personally deal with Rosie's matter.

"Yes." Tim was nervous. He could leave now, couldn't he?

However, Summer wouldn't let him go.

She tilted her head and said slowly, "Even if he did it himself, you must know something!"

Tim was speechless.

So she guessed right.

In the end, Tim had no choice but to tell her an address.

This address was a small town several hundred kilometers away from Hoover City.

The town was famous for flowers. When Summer was in school, she went there once. It was a small town with beautiful sceneries.

She did not expect that Leonardo would settle Rosie down in such a small town.

She thought that it might be a city far away from Hoover City. Unexpectedly, it was a small town several hundred kilometers away.

Even if Stanley knew that Rosie was still alive, he probably wouldn't expect that Leonardo would put Rosie under his nose.

Summer went to the bus station and took a bus to the town.

The temperature here was lower than that in the city.

Summer looked for the house number in the chilly wind. By the time she found it, her nose had been frosted.

It was an inconspicuous old villa, and she could see weeds growing in the flower beds in the courtyard over the walls from a distance.

Summer came close and discovered that the courtyard wall was high, and she could not see what was inside.

She stood in front of the gate and knocked on it.

After a few knocks, Summer stood outside the gate and waited.

After a long time, someone came to open the door.

With the sound of the door being opened, a man's voice sounded. "Who is it?"

The door was opened and a tall man in a thick black down jacket walked out.

The man had a beard and looked very tough.

He stared at Summer and looked up and down. Although it was a bit rude, there were no ill intentions in his gaze.

After sizing her up, he frowned and asked impatiently, "Who are you?"

"I'm looking for someone." Summer didn't know who he was, so she hid her purpose, "Is there anyone with the last name Emerson living here?"

She was referring to a person surnamed Emerson, but the man might not know who she was talking about.

The man's gaze was focused on her face and he said, "No."