"What is Miss Amber laughing at?" Summer appeared to be calm. Not a trace of panic could be
founded across her face. "It's usual in the entertainment circle, right?"
In Amber's eyes, Summer was making dying kicks.
"How could it be photographed if no one saw it?"
"Miss Amber, you didn't see it with your own eyes. So, why do you think the photographer saw it with
his eyes?"
Summer quickly retorted before the sound of Amber's voice had died away.
Summer was stating in a faint tone and her words seemed so gentle. But everyone could tell that she
was aiming at Amber.
The crew of Lost City 2 was that of Lost City. They had contacted with Summer and knew she was
kind. It was rare to see her being so sharp. Not to mention, she was questioning Amber in the face of
Leonardo.
Amber suddenly realized that she had somewhat got ahead of herself. She felt a little guilty.
She took a glance at Leonardo. But he was sitting back at leisure, with no intention to defend her.
Amber was annoyed, but she had no way to criticize him. Actually, she didn't dare even when they
were alone.
Amber managed to remain calm, "Ms. Summer, no wonder you are a scriptwriter. You really have a glib
tongue."
Summer wore a smile, "Actually, it is easy to solve it. Why not check the surveillance video?"
Amber's look instantly changed.
Summer fixed her eyes on Amber and naturally got her reaction. Now, she was surer that Amber was
the one who took these photos.
The photos she took were so ambiguous that she would doubtlessly delete the surveillance.
She thought that no one could testify if Summer entered into Bowen's room when she deleted the
surveillance video.
But Summer led the focus back to the authenticity of the photos. Then, it would be suspicious since the
surveillance video was deleted.
The air in the meeting room seemed to have frozen. Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to
speak.
"You...." Amber chuckled out of extreme anger.
"Enough!" Leonardo interrupted her. His voice was not loud, but it carried a powerful aura.
"That's enough." Leonardo turned to Eliza, "Ms. Austin, I hope 'Lost City 2 ' could be a play of high
quality."
"I see." Eliza turned to be serious.
"I heard you are going to start shooting today. Then, why are you still sitting here?" Leonardo looked
around and said with a cold voice.
"Let's go." Eliza stood up, gave the order and took the lead. The others followed behind one after
another.
Summer was the last one to leave the conference. She took a glance at Leonardo and Amber before
she walked out of the meeting room.
Amber got angry at Leonardo the moment everyone was out.
"What did you mean? Why didn't you say something for me! You just looked on in front of so many
people! Do you really care about me?"
Leonardo remained silent. He didn't even look at Amber as his slender fingers tapped on the board. He
turned a deaf ear to Amber's words.
Amber was enraged. She reached to his arm and wanted Leonardo to face her.
Finally, Leonardo got agitated and waved her hand away. He suddenly stood up, coldly looking down at
her. His gaze was icy cold with no emotion at all.
Leonardo’s look scared Amber. She couldn't help but recall the three years when Leonardo lost his
memory and forgot Summer. She had spent so much effort but still failed to seduce him.
For a time, she actually had the illusion that Leonardo had not fallen in love with her during those
years. He didn't love her and would never love her.
However, thinking of what happened recently, she was doubtful again. She thought Leonardo still cared
about her. Anyway, she was confident of her own charm.
After a while, Leonardo said in a deep voice, "Amber!"
Amber immediately looked up, a trace of panic flashing through her eyes.
Leonardo's eyes were cold. There seemed to be a flash of anger in the depths of his eyes, but it
disappeared in such an instant that it was difficult to detect it.
"Don't think I'm unaware of what you did." Leonardo squinted and stared at Amber, "I thought you were
different. I thought you were a wise woman. But you were so mean. You always aimed at Summer."
His disappointment and ridicule were easy to tell.
"No, Leonardo, listen to me...." Amber hurried to grab his arm.
"Reflect on yourself. I still have a video conference." Leonardo shook her hand off. Then, he left without
looking back.
The opening ceremony began at half past ten in the morning, and ended at 1 p.m. There was some
shooting in the afternoon, so they just had packed lunch on the spot.
After running lines with actors, Summer had no work while filming.
Because of a certain prop, an act had been repeated for many times. The director asked them to take a
rest and refresh themselves.
Summer got up and went to the bathroom.
There was only a public bathroom. When she walked out, someone covered her mouth and quickly
pulled her into a room.
That person was so strong that Summer had no chance to escape or even call for help.
It was dark in the room as the light was off. And Summer was pressed against the door.
The man's hot chest pressed down on hers as he gasped, and he seemed to be excited.
Summer did not dare to say anything. However, after a few seconds, she calmed down and recognized
the familiar scent of the man.
"So what? Mr. Emerson is going to vent the anger for your girlfriend? Or does Mr. Emerson fall in love
with his ex-wife again?" She chuckled, her voice carrying a trace of coldness.
Summer deliberately raised her head and leaned closer to the man's face. Thus, her breath was sent
forth to his chin. She gradually got used to the dim light and saw the outline of the man.
Yes, it was Leonardo.
He was still pressing on her tightly. He did not move further, nor did he take a step back. Instead, he
asked her in a deep voice, "Why did you knock on Bowen's door?"
Summer suppressed the panic and managed to be calm. She put on a meaningful smile, "We've
discussed this before. Tonight, I'll knock on your door. Then, you will know it."
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