“Is she awake?”


    “No.”


    “The effects didn’t wear off?”


    “Yes, we used a little more in case she woke up half way. She will wake up soon.”


    “Get prepared. We’ll run tests as soon as she wakes up.”


    In a daze, Summer heard the conversation. Sometimes it was clear, but sometimes it was not. And it became quiet atst.


    Summer opened her eyes, her head still dizzy. She stared nkly at the ceiling for a while and heard the sound of some medical devices, which was rhythmical, cold and depressing.


    She slowly turned her head and looked around, finding herself in aboratory. It looked like the one that Leonardo had built for Stanley.


    Where did Dous take her? She only remembered that she fainted after the meal, but she did not know it wasn’t Dous who sent her here.


    She said in a measured voice, “Dous?” There was no reply but the sound of the devices.


    Summer moved her body and tried to sit up.


    She helped herself up with one hand pressing the bed. Then she quickly threw a pillow behind her so that she could fell on it when she was too weak to sit up on her own.


    With the pillow behind her, Summer could see more in the room.


    The door was pushed open from outside. Summer couldn’t see the door in her position. The door should be at the other side of the corner, beyond her sight.


    Very quickly, a woman in a white coat walked in from outside. The woman wore a mask and saw Summer leaning against the bed. She looked at Summer in surprise, “Oh, you’re awake.”


    Before Summer could utter a sound, the woman turned around and went out. Although she had no idea why the woman went out, she knew she would definitelye back.


    Just as she expected, not long after, the door was pushed open again. Summer looked in the direction of the door and saw a group of people in white coats walking over, led by a middle-aged man.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    Although he was in a white coat and a mask, he was a man cared about quality judged from his carefully groomed hair, or she should say he must be a man of importance.


    The man walked up to her and said gently, “You’re awake.”


    Summer stared at him, “Who are you?”


    The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was smiling. Then he took off his mask, revealing his gentle face that had seen lots of things in the world.


    Summer opened her eyes wide, shouting, “Lester!”


    She had seen him on the news. She remembered that face because Lester was Stanley’s foster father.


    Lesterughed, “Looks like Ms. Summer knows who I am. Then it’ll be a lot easier.”


    Summer thought quickly, “Did you tell Dous about his mother and then force him to use me to threaten Leonardo?”


    The public didn’t know about what had happened in the Emerson family, because Leonardo hid it well.


    But somehow, Summer felt Lester must know something.


    “Force?” He shook his head. “I didn’t force him. If he didn’t want to do that, no one can force him to do anything.”