His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 747

"I see. Thank you." Summer slowly started the car.

Trevin gave her more tips, and she acknowledged them.

Hanging up the phone, she looked tired. Just as she put it aside, it rang again.

She parked her car by the roadside before answering it. It was Eliza his time.

She would not call unless it was urgent.

Summer picked it up and asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing. I just want to talk about the new script over dinner." There wasn't any noise in the background, so Summer guessed she was in her office.

Summer sighed, "Lost City 2 hasn't released, and you are inviting me to discuss a new script with you? Ms. Austin, take a chill pill, will you?"

Eliza said, "The shooting is over. The post-production isn't your concern. Therefore, you should get ready to write a new script."

Summer thought for a moment before answering, "No, I don't have the time. I am occupied."

"Occupied? What is it? You were in such a hurry and left before the finishing feast ended. What exactly are you doing here to help?" Eliza sounded curious instead of suspicious.

Nevertheless, an assumption popped into Summer's mind-Eliza might be fishing.

"It's just something personal. Stop trying to trick me." Summer didn't have time to deal with Eliza right now.

"What exactly is going on? Is it about Leonardo?" Eliza blurted out because she was dying to know the answer.

"It's none of your business." Summer wouldn't tell her and insisted it didn't concern her.

Eliza had to drop it. "Alright, forget it."

She sounded disappointed, but Summer did not say anything else. She knew Eliza was just hotheaded instead of being mad.

Summer said goodbye and put down her phone, hearing someone knocking on the car window. She looked up and discovered it was Stanley.

What a small world for enemies. She should have kept driving.

She could not pretend not to see him when he had just knocked on the window, so she lowered it and asked indifferently, "Is something the matter?"

"Yes." Stanley said briefly without giving her the specifics.

Apparently, he wanted to talk in the car. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Get in.'

He circled to the other side, opened the passenger door, and sat in.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Are you really planning on taking Trevin's help in the lawsuit?"

"What else can I do? Asking for your help?" Summer was upset to see him.

"I can help you find someone." He frowned slightly and said, "Although Trevin is a Juris Doctor, he has little experience in a court. He won't take this seriously or try his best. Even if he will, he isn't that good."

Summer asked with a cold face, "And you are?"

"I know Leonardo, so I have a way to defeat him," he said extremely calmly, as if it was a piece of cake.

She assessed him and said, "I have signed the contract with Trevin. Are you asking me to break