Hearing Leonardo call him, Tim hurriedly walked towards Leonardo's room.
He walked to Leonardo and whispered, "Mr. Emerson, what happened?"
"Stanley has made his move." Leonardo did not stop his footsteps. He said as he walked out.
Tim's expression changed at Leonardo's words. "I'll bring my people there right away."
It was a cold night. When Leonardo and Tim arrived at the door of Stanley's villa, they happened to see
a group of people gathering there. There were two cars parked at the entrance, as if they were leaving.
Seeing this, Tim immediately ordered his men to surround them.
The leading man looked at Leonardo and said, "Mr. Emerson, what's this about?"
Leonardo looked at him with a poker face and said coldly, "Where is Stanley?"
"Mr. Stanley is sleeping, of course. Where else can he be?" The man should have been instructed
before. He answered fluently, even without moving his eyes.
Leonardo sneered and directly broke into the villa with his people.
"What are you doing!"
"Stop! You're trespassing!"
They wanted to stop Leonardo, but how could they?
Leonardo hurried inside, completely ignoring those people. Tim and the bodyguards were around him,
so those people couldn't even get close to him.
Helpless, Stanley's subordinates could only watch as Leonardo walked in.
Unlike outside, it was extremely quiet in the villa. There was no servant, and even the air-conditioner
was off.
"Search this place!" Leonardo stood in the spacious hall with an expression so gloomy that he almost
fused into the night outside.
At this time, a bodyguard suddenly ran over and said, "There are some cars at the back door, too."
Hearing this, Tim turned around to look at Leonardo, but the latter didn't say anything. He just took out
his phone.
Tim thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Emerson, I'll bring some people over first!"
Leonardo did not say anything. Instead, he just took out his phone and stared at a small red dot on it.
The red dot was still in the villa.
He remembered the text message Summer sent him. Half of the few words were to remind him to take
Rosie away.
He couldn't help but clench his hand tightly as he walked upstairs.
Although he had only been to Stanley's study, it didn't mean that he wasn't familiar with this villa.
He had kept visiting here these days, and his purpose was not just to enrage Stanley. He had also sent
people to get a clear picture of the inside of the villa.
He was especially clear about where Summer and Rosie's rooms are.
Leonardo quickly rushed towards Rosie's room according to his memories.
As soon as he reached the corridor on the third floor, he heard a crackling sound.
That was the sound of something burning!
Leonardo immediately turned around and saw the other end of the corridor in flames.
According to the map drawn by his people, Leonardo knew that there was a glass greenhouse, and
through that glass greenhouse was Rosie's room.
The crackling sound was from the burning and shattering of the glass!
Leonardo's usually expressionless face suddenly tightened. The blue veins on his forehead popped out
as he gritted his teeth. His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty light.
Summer had pictured Stanley too kind, so did him.
He didn't expect Stanley to be so inhumane that he would even harm Rosie.
Leonardo recalled the scene of Rosie jumping into his arms and calling him Dad. His heart tightened as
if someone was clenching it hard.
Leonardo only stood in the corridor for two seconds before quickly running towards the flames. A room
appeared in front of him.
He kicked open the door and there was a blanket on the bed. He picked up the blanket and rushed into
the bathroom, then turned on all the faucets in the bathroom.
The blanket was soon drenched, so was he.
The temperature at night was only a few degrees or even below zero, but Leonardo did not feel cold at
all. He wrapped himself in the blanket and directly rushed into the fire.
The moment before that, Tim had just arrived with his people and could only call out, "Mr. Emerson!"
Leonardo didn't hear him at all, but even if he did, he wouldn't stop, either.
Tim and his guys hurriedly ran over. All they could see was the growing fire in front of them and
Leonardo was nowhere to be found.
The villa was pretty big and the root cause of the fire was very deep, so when they first came in, they
didn't smell any smoke or see the light of the fire.
The guys who followed Tim here were also stunned. Tim turned around and shouted, "What are you
waiting for! Go save them!"
Tim had been following Leonardo for quite a long time and learned to act calm. It was rare for his to
lose his temper like this.
This time it was so urgent, and Stanley was too cunning.
He had just brought his men to the back door and found that Stanley and Summer were not among
those people. Only then did they come back to look for Leonardo.
Tim thought Stanley took away Rosie, too. However, when he saw Leonardo rushing into the fire
without hesitation, he could guess that Rosie was still in the room.
If Leonardo went in to save Rosie now, he would miss the best time to find Stanley and Summer.
He had to admit that this move was really ruthless. What a diversion, constraining Leonardo with Rosie!
Even if Leonardo could think of where Stanley and Summer were, he had to save Rosie first before he
could look for them.
But after he saved Rosie, how could he possibly know where Stanley had taken Summer to and how
far they had gone?
But right now, they had no choice. As the fire grew fiercer, it was hard to tell whether Leonardo and
Rosie would be able to even survive the flames.
The bodyguards brought over more wet blankets and Tim directly took one. "Follow me in, and the rest
of you stay here to put out the fire."
After that, he put on the blanket and rushed in.
In the basement.
Stanley was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea at leisure.
Summer was opposite him and stared at him with a poker face.
But the expression on Stanley's face and his poise were both telling her that he was really at ease.
Summer couldn't find any flaws at all.
He seemed to be so confident in his plan this time.
They had stayed in the basement for a long time. As time passed by, Summer's heart was throbbing
more and more violently.
Deep down, desperation was spreading in her heart.
Stanley was very calculating and would achieve his goals by hook or by crook. So he would definitely
take everything and everyone into consideration.
This time, it was not as simple as it seemed.
"Don't be so nervous. Have some tea." Stanley reached out and placed a cup of tea in front of
Summer. He looked extremely at ease.
Summer wasn't in the mood to drink tea and didn't even touch the teacup.
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