Summer hadn't got much love from her family since she was little. And she was always ostracized in school as she made herself look ugly and failed exams on purpose. Only when she met Jessica did she find a true friend whom she had treated with utmost sincerity.
Perhaps, Jessica never knew that back then, Summer simply saved her at a whim. Nevertheless, she had borne it in her mind for so many years.
Besides, after the explosion on the island, Summer was rescued by Stanley and remained a vegetative state for three years. And it was Jessica who spent all her savings looking for Summer.
In a sense, Jessica was even more important to her than Leonardo.
Yet, of all the people, Amber had chosen to target Jessica! Summer's eyes turned colder, and her hands holding the steering wheel slowly tightened. Amber asked for it!
Amber could do anything to her, but she chosen to hurt Jessica.
Summer took a deep breath and calmed down, then she slowly started the car and went home.
It was still early, just nine o'clock, when she was back.
Summer got herself a mask and a cap, then changed into a suit of humble black sportswear. Having armed herself from head to toe, she headed out.
But just as she went out, the door to the opposite apartment also opened. Bruce was holding a black plastic bag. It seemed that he was going downstairs to dump the garbage.
Seeing Summer's unusual outfit, Bruce was a bit surprised, "What are you doing?"
Bruce was very acute, so Summer felt that he had probably guessed what she was about to do.
But they had a tacit understanding on that. Summer still pretended and said in a muffled voice, Tve caught a cold and wanna go for a walk."
Bruce nodded and asked no more questions.
They entered the elevator together.
When the elevator reached the first floor, Summer put her hands into the pockets of her jacket and slowly walked out, as if she was really going for a walk.
Bruce threw the bag into the garbage can, glanced in the direction where Summer left, and then followed up.
Summer noticed that he was following, so she turned around and asked, "Do you want to go for a walk too?"
Bruce nodded, "Yes.¹
Summer frowned slightly. She felt that Bruce was doing it on purpose.
She walked around the neighborhood twice and Bruce was still following her.
Summer couldn't contain herself any longer and was about to walk out of the neighborhood.
Bruce instantly came up and said calmly, "Ms. Summer, your outfit is too eye-catching."
Summer's footsteps paused slightly.
Bruce continued, "I've never put on such an outfit to kill people."
Summer was a little helpless, "Did I say I'm going to ... kill someone?"
"You have the bloodthirst on you." Bruce said indifferently, his eyes sharp.
Summer was stunned for a moment. She was just very angry and wanted to take revenge on Amber, but she never had the thought to kill
Amber. After all, it was a society governed by law, and she was not an outlaw like Bruce.
"Even if you don't want to kill that person, you definitely want to hurt him or her. Do you know how to do it without leaving any traces?" Bruce actually looked quite nostalgic.
Was he missing the "good old days" as an assassin?
Bruce's tone turned firm, "Perhaps, you could really use my help."
Summer hesitated in silence. After a while, she nodded and turned around to walk out.
As soon as she left the neighborhood, Summer was about to take a taxi. But Bruce stopped her, "Keep walking. We'll take a taxi farther from here."
Summer did as she was told. She took a taxi when they got to a busy street.
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