The car pulled up in front of a highly secretive, upscale clubhouse.


    Just as Summer was about to unbuckle her seat belt, she stopped and looked at “Dous” suspiciously, “Are we eating here?”


    Was he sure he was not here to y?


    Leonardo nced at her and got off the car.


    Summer could only follow him.


    They walked towards the door one after the other. When Leonardo walked in, the attendant bowed respectfully and said, “Wee.” However, when Summer walked in, he stopped her.


    The attendant raised his chin and looked at Summer, his eyes shing with disdain, “What are you doing here?”


    Summer lowered her head and looked at her clothes. It was indeed a bit shabby, but she still said calmly, “Eat.”


    She was about to walk in, but the attendant refused to let her in, “We are a high-end club. Not everyone can get in here.”


    He had seen too many gold-diggersing here to look for a sugar daddy. Most of those women were beautiful, but this woman was so ugly and dressed so shabbily. Letting her in was simply downgrading the clubhouse.


    Summer pouted her mouth. She didn’t want to go in, either.


    After Leonardo entered, he found that Summer did not follow him. When he turned around to look for her, he heard the attendant’s words.


    He walked over and stretched out his long arm to pull Summer behind him. He looked at the attendant with a cold face, “What’s your name?”


    Most of the people who came to this clubhouse were either rich or powerful. So, attendants here should a good eye on the guests.


    Leonardo was tall and dominant. The attendant immediately became cowardly and stammered, “Al … Alfred.”


    Hearing this, Leonardo only gave him a cold nce and pulled Summer inside. Nobody dared to stop them now.


    Leonardo was tall and walked fast. But Summer was much shorter than him. She was always half a step behind him.


    Although he was an unscrupulous yboy, his palms were so warm, which made Summer rxed. Summer raised her head and looked at his broad shoulders in a daze.


    Apart from Jessica, this was the first time someone had protected her like this.


    …


    The sound of the elevator door opening pulled her thoughts back.


    She raised her head and found that Leonardo had stopped. He looked at her meaningfully.


    Summer quickly pulled back the hand he was holding as if she was electrocuted. She panicked and entered the elevator.


    She had been holding hands with “Dous” all the way.


    After Leonardo entered the elevator, Summer stood at the farthest corner from him.


    Leonardo nced at her indifferently and said in a deep voice, “Why are you standing so far away? Can I eat you?”


    Summer turned her head away and ignored him.


    …


    After arriving at the private room, Summer thought that she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. But she didn’t expect to see someone else in the room.


    The man was dressed in a striped suit, wearing very elegant gold-rimmed sses. He was handsome and gentle. His outstanding temperament was the proof that he was either rich or powerful.


    Everyone in the entertainment industry would recognize this man. He was Carl Jones, the CEO of the Tip Top Media Company!


    Carl seemed to sense her gaze. He looked up at Summer and smiled warmly.


    Leonardo walked to the dining table, pulled up a chair and pressed Summer onto it. He looked at Carl and said, “My cousin-inw.”


    Carl seemed to be shocked for a moment, as if he had heard something interesting. The smile in his eyes deepened, and he said seriously, “Mrs. Emerson.”


    Summer felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but she still politely greeted, “Mr. Jones.”


    This ugly woman knew Carl?


    Leonardo looked up and threw the menu to Summer. He said in a cold tone, “You order.”


    Summer did not know when she had offended him again. There was an outsider Carl here, so she did not say anything. She lowered her head and looked at the menu carefully.


    …


    Leonardo’s phone rang.


    He took out his phone and saw a text message from Carl, “Still role-ying with your wife?”


    Leonardo was a little unhappy because Summer knew Carl. After reading the text message, he raised his leg and kicked on Carl’s leg.


    “Mm,” Carl did not expect Leonardo to be so ruthless. He snorted in pain. But because Summer was here, he could only endure it.


    Feeling the table shake, Summer looked up at Leonardo nkly.


    “Have you ordered?” Leonardo leaned over, his arm resting on her chair. They looked intimate because of his gesture.


    But Summer was ufortable. She said, “Yeah.” Then, she put the menu far away.


    Fortunately, “Dous” did not do anything out of line during the meal. He just kept chatting with Carl.


    It wasn’t hard to tell that they had a good rtionship.


    Summer concentrated on eating. Then she found an excuse to go out after eating.


    As soon as she left, Carl let out a long sigh of relief. He took off his sses and changed his gentle image. He freaked out, “It’s easy for you to go home and role-y with your wife. I’m so busy alone in thepany. And I have to wear sses every day to look mature and reliable. I don’t care! I want to take a vacation!”


    Leonardo said indifferently, “What kind of leave does the president of the Tip Top Media Company need? Even a bumpkin like Summer knows you, shouldn’t you work harder?”


    “Hey! I have tens of millions of Weibo followers. Of course, many people know me. Besides, you are the boss of thepany, okay? I work for you!”


    Carl said angrily, “If you don’t return to work, I’ll jump off the rooftop of thepany and get you big news.”


    Carl said this kind of threat three times a day. Leonardo simply didn’t care.


    He slowly drank some water before asking, “The HR Department really didn’t receive Summer’s resume?”


    Carl was also puzzled, “I had my secretary to ask them every day. They really didn’t receive hers.”


    After saying that, he asked Leonardo with a curious expression, “Your wife looks like that, so how can you kiss her?”


    Leonardo looked up at him coldly, “She looks like what?”


    Carl swallowed his saliva and said tteringly, “Pure, beautiful, and generous…”


    Leonardo said, “Are you blind?”


    Carl was speechless.


    He could not say Summer was ugly, nor could he say she was beautiful. What was Leonardo thinking about?


    He felt that ever since Leonardo got married, he had be strange.


    Before leaving, Leonardo seemed to remember something and instructed Carl, “You know the attendant called Alfred here? Fire him.”


    …


    When they returned to the vi, it was already afternoon.


    Summer and Leonardo entered the vi one after another.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    When she entered, she asked, “Is Mr. Emerson at home?”


    “No.” After this period of training, the bodyguards no longer felt any pressure when they lied.


    After returning to her room, Summery on the bed. She was thinking about what she should tell Leonardo when he came back and asked about the interview.


    However, she suddenly thought of “Dous”.


    He was very abnormal today. He treated her very well.