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."
With that, he closed the door.
With a "bang", the thick iron door was closed in front of Summer.
Summer took several steps back, or else she might be knocked over by the door.
She heard footsteps fading away. Did the man really leave?
Summer took the bus for several hours to get here. She didn't expect such a scene.
She thought that if it was Leonardo's man, he should at least know about her.
Could it be that Tim gave her a wrong address?
Or did Leonardo lie to Tim to ensure confidentiality?
Summer thought about it but couldn't figure out why.
Since she was here, she must see Rosie.
Summer stood at the door for a while and suddenly heard a voice that was both familiar and strange.
"Summer?"
Hearing this, Summer suddenly turned around and saw an unexpected person.
"Kate?" Summer looked at Kate, who was wearing a long black coat, in disbelief.
When Leonardo and Kate fell out, Kate left the country.
Why was she here?
"Why are you here?" Kate walked in front of Summer, and her gaze was filled with scrutiny.
She was looking at Summer and Summer was sizing her up.
Kate was wrapped in a thick scarf, and her coat was long enough to cover her ankles. On her feet was
a pair of snow boots that looked bloated but warm.
Her outfit was even plainer than Summer's, but one could feel her extraordinary aura.
The two women looked at each other for a while before Summer asked, "Why are you here?"
Kate said nothing much. She walked to the door and knocked on it. Then she turned to Summer and
said, "Come in with me."
That man did not respond for a long time, Kate raised her foot and kicked the door. Her tone was
somewhat domineering. "Bruce, move your ass here and open the door!"
Summer looked at Kate in shock.
The Kate she remembered was an elegant woman who would always live up to the identity of the
young lady of the Emerson family.
Kate was a woman with pride, as she was born with nobility.
Summer found it hard to associate the Kate in front of her with the Miss Emerson in her memory.
Very soon, the iron gate was opened again.
It was still the bearded man.
He opened the door and saw Kate. He expressionlessly held the door and let Kate in.
"Let's go." Kate said to Summer and entered.
When Summer passed by the bearded man, she looked at him again.
Previously, when he opened the door, Summer did not look very carefully. However, this time, she
could clearly see the sharp gaze of the man.
Thinking back to the way Kate kicked the door, Summer felt that the relationship between this man and
Kate was not simple.
The room was heated, and was much warmer than outside.
"Take a seat." As soon as Kate entered, she took off her scarf and coat.
Summer sat down on the sofa and looked up. She saw the man walk in as well.
Kate looked at the man and said, "Go get us some tea."
When she said that, she looked natural, as if she often instructed the man to do so.
The man did not say anything and turned around to serve them tea with a teapot.
The seemingly tough man was very meticulous when it came to serving tea.
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