Chapter 767 Sense of Crisis


    Summer paused for a moment and walked towards Leonardo''s car.


    She saw that there was no one in the front seat, so she pulled open the back door and sat in.


    After Summer sat in, she did not look at Leonardo and said indifferently, "Hurry up. I still have


    something to do."


    Leonardo seemed to have changed his posture as she felt the back of her seat tremble slightly.


    Then, Leonardo''s deep voice slowly rang out in the car, "Why didn''t you inquire about thewyer’s


    background when you sought legal advice? You still daydream of relying on Trevin, such a lousywyer


    to win awsuit against me, right?"


    "I need to correct you. I''m not daydreaming. I trust him. I believe that Trevin will definitely win this


    "Blind trust, blind emotion!" His short reply revealed an inexplicable sense of helplessness.


    Summer turned around to look at Leonardo, only to see his cold side face and slightly pursed lips.


    She chuckled, "You are worried that I will lose the case, aren''t you? I didn''t expect you to care so much


    about me up until now."


    Leonardo turned his head to look at her with a cold expression, "As your ex-husband, I just don''t want


    you to lose too much."


    Summer was stuck for words and bit the corner of her lips. She said in an angry tone, "That''s my


    business. It has nothing to do with you."


    After she finished speaking, she pulled open the door and got out of the car, mming the door hard.


    Tim came back not long after Summer left.


    He was not far away. When Summer got off the car, the sound of the car door mming was a bit loud.


    So, he saw her leave.


    Tim nced into the rearview mirror and saw Leonardo sit by the window and look out of the window.


    He didn''t know what Leonardo was thinking, but the brooding silence in the car revealed that Leonardo


    was in a bad mood.


    "Mr. Emerson, did you tell Mrs. Emerson about Trevin? I have investigated Trevin. He was not


    quitted his job as awyer since he indulged himself in dissipation."


    Leonardo turned around to look at him, his eyes darkened terrifyingly. Tim involuntarily shuddered and


    fell silent.


    Leonardo had asked him to investigate Trevin''s background, so he guessed that Leonardo came to tell


    Summer about Trevin.


    He felt that Leonardo did not like thewyer Trevin. However, based on his experience, he thought that


    Trevin might not be that ipetent.


    Leonardo said expressionlessly, "Do you really admire Trevin?"


    "No, I just feel..." Tim wanted to exin, but seeing that Leonardo had already closed his eyes, he


    could only bite the words back.


    He started the car and drove to the Emerson Group.


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    Leonardo opened his eyes and looked at the roof, slightly distracted.


    Trevin was investigated very carefully by Tim, and he even found out which kindergarten he graduated


    from.


    It was precisely because so many things were discovered, and Trevin''s background was very simple.


    Even though he was Lester''s son, his life was much simpler.


    He lost his mother when he was little. Then he went to school, made friends, and after graduation, he


    led a dissipated life. He was no different from an ordinary yboy.


    For Leonardo, Trevin could be considered to have a clean te.


    Although Trevin led a dissipated life, he had principled and was open-minded.


    Up to now, he was the simplest and honest man Summer had ever met.


    The first one, Jerome, had a dirty background. He concealed it deeply, and he had also yed many


    tricks.


    Then Stanley approached Summer with ulterior motives from the beginning, and Summer had always


    been vignt towards him.


    As for himself, Leonardoughed self-deprecatingly and didn''t think any further.


    Trevin gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis.


    This sense of crisis originated from his intuition. As for why he had such an intuition, he was somewhat


    unable to exin it.


    Summer was enraged by what Leonardo said, and muttered to herself as she drove.


    "It’s mywyer. What does it have to do with him?"


    "Does he think I will lose before thewsuit starts?"


    "Who does Leonardo think he is?"


    The more Summer thought about it, the angrier she was. She pulled over the car and called Trevin, "I


    think your suggestion is very feasible."


    "What suggestion?" At this time, Trevin still hadn''t woken up. What Summer said confused him.


    Summer exined, "About the child."


    "Child?" Trevin jumped up from his bed, "Summer, don''t scare me early in the morning. What child? We


    didn''t do anything!"


    Trevin, who hadn''t woken up in the morning, might have something wrong with his brain.


    Summer was reluctant to exin to him, so she hung up the phone directly.


    She drove straight home and looked at Amber’s schedule that Bruce had given her for this week.


    However, Amber was already injured. Was this schedule still useful? What happened yesterday


    showed that Amber might not be in the hospital.


    If she used "Leonardo has other children" as the evidence, then the most important person would be


    Amber.


    As long as Amber tried her best to conceive Leonardo''s child, her chances of winning would be even


    higher. As Summer thought this, her hands on the table involuntarily clenched.


    Amber and Leonardo''s child...


    Summer stood up with a sad expression and poured herself a cup of water. Her hand holding the cup


    trembled slightly.


    The phone rang, scaring Summer so much that the cup in her hand almost fell to the ground. She


    looked at the phone on the table and calmed her mind before walking to the table.


    The call was from Trevin.


    "Where do you live? The houses in this neighborhood are all the same, as dense as thebyrinth!"


    Trevin sounded a little anxious.


    He asked her where she lived... Trevin came for her?


    Summer asked, "Youe for me?"


    "If I don''te for you, why should I walk around this neighborhood? Is it fun?" Trevin sounded even


    more anxious.


    Summer felt that Trevin was more prone to lose his temper than before.


    "Where are you? Is there anyndmark building nearby? I''m here to find you."


    "Nothing, just houses!"


    "Alright, alright. Send me a location. I''lle out to find you." Summer felt that if she asked another


    question, Trevin might go berserk.


    Trevin hung up the phone and sent Summer a location.


    Summer had lived here for more than half a year. She was very familiar with the neighborhood. She


    quickly found the address sent by Trevin. It was at the east gate of themunity. Very few people


    entered and left from there. It was a bit remote. She did not know how Trevin found it.


    Trevin was driving a flirtatious pink sports car. It was obvious that he had someone paint it.