Chapter 572 Not That Important


    Summer''s face changed slightly. She turned to look at Leonardo. "What does he mean? How many


    things are you hiding from me?"


    Leonardo fell silent. His calm dark eyes showed no emotion at all. But Summer hated to see him like


    this right now.


    She shouted, "Leonardo, tell me!"


    Tim, who was standing beside Leonardo, was also surprised to hear what Connel said.


    Obviously, Leonardo told neither Summer nor Tim about this.


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    He couldn''t slough off the memories about his mother, Daisy.


    Previously, Summer had always been confident that she knew Leonardo and was very important to


    him.


    However, with his mother, she wasn''t so sure about that now.


    She even began to suspect Leonardo''s intention of locking her up in the vi these days.


    Was it because of his fear that she would go find those who had kidnapped Rosie alone, or his


    hesitation about whether to trade her for his mother?


    For a moment, all sorts of spections flooded into her mind and she had mixed feelings.


    But in the end, she regained herposure.


    Hadn''t Leonardo''s mothermitted suicide in the kidnapping back then?


    Leonardo ignored Summer and raised his hand impassively, signaling for his men to make a move.


    He didn''t intend to talk something meaningless with Connel, nor would he allow Summer to be taken by


    him.


    Connel did not bring as many people as Leonardo, so he was definitely no match for him.


    What puzzled Summer was that Connel could have left by holding her hostage in the end. But he did


    not do so and gave her aforting look, instead.


    Summer felt that he was extremely strange.


    While she was distracted, Leonardo had got in a fight with Connel.


    Leonardo fought fiercely and hit Connel where it counted every time. Connel couldn''t beat him and was


    thrown backwards.


    But Summer was not in the mood to stop them from fighting. Leonardo definitely wouldn''t get hurt with


    so many people with him. Also, if Connel was really on the side of those kidnappers, it served him right


    to be beaten.


    Summer walked straight to Tim and asked, "What''s going on? Did Connel mean that Leonardo''s


    mother was alive?"


    "Mrs. Emerson, I don''t know, either. This is the first time I''ve heard of it." Tim shook his head. He didn''t


    know more than Summer.


    Leonardo and Connel had stopped their fight.


    Connel was thrown to the ground, gasping for breath with his hand clutching at his chest. But Leonardo


    remained neatly dressed with a cold expression.


    "Let''s go." He straightened his clothes calmly as if he hadn’t fought with someone just now.


    Summer returned to the vi, and Connel was also brought back.


    As soon as she entered the vi, Leonardo grabbed her hand and walked upstairs. He walked very fast


    with a firm grip on her hand. No matter how Summer struggled, she could not break free.


    Only after entering the bedroom did Leonardo let go of her.


    With a loud bang, he mmed the door shut.


    Summer was shocked by the sound, but quickly calmed down.


    "Knock me out? Sneak away in the middle of the night?" Leonardo sneered at her. The coldness in his


    eyes seemed to have overwhelmed her. "Summer, you are trying to push my buttons over and over


    again!"


    Leonardo came at Summer step by step, but she did not stand back and even took a step forward. She


    looked as angry as Leonardo. "I''m pushing your buttons? Aren''t you doing the same to me?"


    "Summer!" Leonardo called her name through gritted teeth. He wore a sulky expression as if he was


    about to explode in the next second.


    Summer had always been afraid of him getting angry, but now she was so furious that she couldn’t


    think clearly.


    "You didn''t tell me that Rosie was taken away. You also concealed something about your mother from


    me. What exactly am I to you, Leonardo?"


    "Then you went to Country M alone to find Stanley. Did you tell me that?"


    "If I told you, would you allow me to do it?"


    "Well." Leonardo sneered. "Are you ming me?"


    "How dare I me you?" Summer pushed him away and walked towards the door.


    She reached out and was about to turn the doorknob when she paused and turned to him, saying,


    "Leonardo, you didn''t dare to tell me about your mother because you feel guilty. You are wavering


    between your mother and me."


    After saying this, Summerughed at herself and whispered, "I know you better than you think."


    In the past, Leonardo made use of her to test Adams. Now he would also hesitate about choosing her


    or his mother.


    Summer used to think that she was very important to Leonardo, but it was just because there were no


    one else forparison.


    If there were, she would no longer be that important to him.


    After that sentence, Summer opened the door and went out.


    When she went downstairs, she saw Tim standing alone in the yard smoking.


    She pushed open the door and walked up to him. Seeing her, Tim put out the cigarette in his hand.


    "Mrs. Emerson."


    "Where is Connel?" Summer asked.


    Tim pointed at the vi and replied, "He’s in the back room and there is someone standing guard


    there."


    "I''ll go see him." Just as Summer was about to turn around, Tim stopped her. "Mr. Emerson is just..."


    Summer stood still and took a deep breath. "You don’t need to speak up for Leonardo, Tim. I know that


    you''ve been with him for nearly ten years, but I’ve also experienced so much with him. However, in his


    heart, we might not be as important as we thought."


    Tim tried to say something, but in the end, he only sighed and said nothing.


    When Summer went to see Connel, he was leaning against the bed, lost in thought.


    Summer walked close, looked at him carefully and asked, "Did they put medicine on your wounds?"


    "I''m fine. There''s no need to do that." Connel turned to look at her and smiled.


    He sounded exactly the same as Stanley.


    Perhaps it was also because he looked like Stanley that Summer could not hate him.


    Summer said nothing, and stretched out her hand to press hard on his chest through his clothes.


    Connel gasped in pain and his expression changed.


    "Are you really fine?" Summer sneered.


    Connel smiled again. "If I didn’t say so, you also wouldn’t apply medicine for me, would you?"


    Summer withdrew her hand and said in a questioning tone, "You know what? Now you look exactly the


    same as Stanley."