Predestined Marriage Chapter 161: Figure It Out

"Do you mean why we went to the police station?" Summer continued to struggle with the tubular bone
in the bowl. She did not look up and said, "Someone set Jessica up, took away her clothes, and tried to
take photos of her."

"You know I'm not asking about that," Leonardo interrupted her coldly. He was angry.

Summer lost her appetite. She wiped her mouth, stood up and said, "Enjoy yourself."

When he slammed the door last night, why didn't he ask her and why didn't he say anything?

Why was he questioning her?

Leonardo did not let her off so easily.

He stood up, took a step forward and caught up to her.

He pulled her wrist and brought her into his embrace. He held her chin with his other hand and said in a
deep voice, "Summer, look at me."

Summer stared at his face for a few seconds, nodded and said, "You're handsome as yesterday."

Leonardo was angrier because of her perfunctory tone. He held her wrist and chin tightly.

Summer frowned and faked a smile, "It hurts. You not only hurt my foot, but also you want to break my
wrist and dislocate my chin."

Leonardo was frightening.

Summer was forced to raise her chin, but she wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she looked at him arrogantly
like a queen and did not show any weakness.



However, his eyes seemed to be able to suck in people, and she couldn't hold on any longer.

She looked away.

"Since you blame me, don't pretend to be indifferent. You look ugly." Leonardo let go and stroked her
hair.

He was cold and gloomy, but his movements were gentle.

Leonardo was unfathomable and he controlled everything. She was irritated.

In front of Leonardo, she was useless. It was difficult for her to conceal herself.

Summer turned her head to look to the side and said, "I didn't pretend. I figured it out. Rachel is your
old friend. I'm sorry for that accident. It's normal for you to have a good impression of me because I
look like her."

"If I met someone who looked like Jessica outside, I would pay attention to the person. I understand."

The reason was simple.

She looked like Rachel, so Leonardo treated her differently.

The reason why Leonardo treated her well was because she looked like Rachel. It was reasonable.

She understood it, but why was she sad?

"OK."

Leonardo let go of her and took half a step back. He looked down at her coldly. No one knew his
thoughts.



Summer felt that no one could guess his mood from his expression, because he did not want others to
know.

He was able to investigate her, but she knew nothing about him. He controlled others, but he never
revealed himself in front of others.

It was an unequal game. She was too naive.

The confrontation between them seemed to have become a dividing point.

After a period of time, they were cold towards each other.

They slept in separate rooms, got up early and went to work. They went back, had dinner together and
said a few words. They were no different from those who got married for business benefits.

It was hard for Douglas. In this oppressive atmosphere, he could foresee that his winter vacation life
would become painful, so he decided to find his brother Adams.

Summer recalled that Adams had said that he wanted to treat her to dinner with Leonardo. She didn't
know if Adams had called Leonardo. Leonardo hadn't told her about it, so Adams probably didn't.

Or did Leonardo refuse?

The day Douglas chose was Saturday, and Adams happened to have time to pick him up.

"Adams."

As soon as Douglas saw Adams, he ran towards Adams.

Summer helped Douglas sort out some daily necessities and went downstairs. Adams was standing in
the hall.



More than a week had passed since the banquet. Summer thought that she would be embarrassed
when she met Adams, but she did not feel embarrassed.

Adams smiled and greeted her, "Summer."

His smile always had the power to make people feel warm.

"I brought something for Adams." Adams was a man, so he wasn't as considerate as her.

Adams accepted the items and said, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it." Summer turned to look at Douglas. "Be good. Remember to do your winter vacation
homework. If you want to come back, call your cousin and ask him to pick you up."

It was the end of the year. Every company was busy. The Tip Top Media Company was the same.

During this period of time, Leonardo often left home early and came back late. He even had to work
overtime at the company on weekends.

Douglas was smart. He carried his things and went out first. Adams and Summer were in the hall.

Adams became serious. "I'm sorry about last time."

Summer smiled, "You have apologized, and I have accepted it."

Adams looked down and smiled.

...

It was in a conference room of the Tip Top Media Company.

"The data of the document is incorrect!"



"This is also incorrect. What are you doing?"

"Don't you want the bonus at the end of the year? Are you absent-minded because the New Year is
coming?"

The senior leaders looked down and kept silent.

They had a difficult time lately.

In the past, Carl was nice while Leonardo was aggressive.

They had been strange these few days. Leonardo came to the company rarely before, but now he
came to the company every day.

As for Carl, it was like he had made an appointment with Leonardo. Carl came to the company early in
the morning and left late at night. He was hard-working and he started cursing them.

After Carl finished cursing, he threw all the documents onto the conference table. "Redo! If you don't
finish them tonight, all you will work overtime together!"

Leonardo, who had not spoken much in the meeting, said lightly, "Give me a reasonable plan for the
project I mentioned earlier by tomorrow."

As soon as they left, the senior leaders were in a bad mood.

"I think they are crazy."

"I don't know what happened to Mr. Carl. I suspect that Mr. Emerson must have quarreled with his
wife!"

"How do you know?"



"We are all men. He even went out to answer the phone during the meetings. It must be women's
calls."

"We are all men. He even went out to answer the phone during the meetings. It must be women's
calls."



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