Predestined Marriage
Chapter 545 Connel Bates

Summer did not stay at Stanley's house for long before leaving.

Before leaving, she went to his study again but found no useful clues.

She had been busy all morning. It was nearly noon when she got home

Although Leonardo had said that he would not come back for lunch, Summer still cooked lunch herself.

Leonardo didn't have lunch at home, but she and Rosie did.

However, when she was having lunch with Rosie, the servant's voice came from outside.

"Mr. Emerson is back!"

"Have you had lunch, Mr. Emerson?"

Hearing this, Summer looked up at the entrance of the dining hall.

Rosie was sitting beside her and said with lit-up eyes, "Daddy is back!"

Summer touched Rosie's head gently.

Although Leonardo didn't smile much and was a little tough for Rosie, Rosie still loved him very much.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the dining hall. Leonardo walked over to the dining table and sat down opposite Summer. "Daddy." Rosie called out to him happily. With her lips stained with the sauce of the honeyed chicken wings, she looked especially adorable.

Leonardo replied indifferently, "Wipe your mouth."

Rosie took out a piece of paper from the box and rubbed it on her mouth. When she saw the honey stain on the paper, she threw the napkin aside in disgust.

Seeing that she hadn't wiped it clean, Leonardo took out a tissue and slightly leaned forward, looking at her, "Come here."

Rosie propped her arms on the dining table and stretched her neck to lean forward. She pouted, letting Leonardo wipe her mouth. Leonardo carefully wiped her mouth and threw the napkin to the side. At this moment, a servant had already served him food. When he picked up his chopsticks, he saw Summer staring at him.

An unnatural expression flashed across Leonardo's face as he said in a low voice, "I came out to talk about a partnership deal. It happened to be close to home, so I came back for lunch."

His expression had already betrayed him. Summer surely knew that he was just making up an excuse, but she did not expose him. She reached out to help him with the dishes and said, "Help yourself." Leonardo looked down and began to eat.

When Rosie saw Summer help Leonardo with the dishes, she also picked up a piece of fried onion for Leonardo.

"Daddy, have some vegetables."

Leonardo looked at her and said, "I won't eat this."

Rosie frowned and said, "Mom said you can't be picky about food."

Leonardo asked her, "Aren't you picky about food?"

Rosie shook her head.

Leonardo said with a faint smile, "Then show me."

"Alright." Without any hesitation, Rosie stuffed the onion into her mouth, so fast that Summer didn't have time to stop her.

However, she only chewed it for a second before spitting it out.

"What is it? It's so spicy...."

Summer glared at Leonardo. She filled Rosie's bowl with some soup and handed it to her.

Rosie held the bowl and finished it.

Then, she looked at Leonardo with her mouth curled up.

Summer helped her with the dishes, "Have some meat."

While Rosie was having her meal, she peeked at Leonardo. After a while, she pointed at the piece of onion she spat on the dining table and said like an adult, "I cannot eat this. It's spicy." Finally, Leonardo replied, "Yes."

Summer and Rosie finished their lunch first. Then she took Rosie out.

By the time Leonardo finished his meal and came out, Rosie was already sleeping. Summer was about to carry her upstairs to take a nap.

Leonardo walked over and took Rosie from her arms without a word, walking upstairs.

He carried Rosie to bed, and Summer helped Rosie take off her coat and tucked her in.

Then, the two of them left Rosie's room together.

When they went downstairs side by side, Summer said, "I went to Stanley's house. There were traces of a fight in his house."

Leonardo didn't say anything, keeping walking downstairs. He seemed not willing to talk about Stanley. He hated Stanley, but he still secretly helped her investigate Stanley.

In the hall, Summer called him, "Leonardo."

Leonardo turned around to look at her with an indifferent expression. She smiled and said, "Thank you."

In the past, Leonardo was somewhat arrogant and presumptuous. He would never pay any attention to someone he didn't like.

He hated Stanley, but because he knew Stanley had indeed saved Summer, he did not stand by. He actually knew very well, but sometimes he just couldn't control himself. Leonardo narrowed his eyes and said, "For what? Are we getting distant even before we get married?"

"Getting married? To be more precise, we're remarrying, right?" Summer walked up to him and saw his tie was a little off, so she reached out to help him fix it.

But he suddenly took a step back.

Summer's expression turned cold. She reached out and grabbed his tie. With an unhappy expression, she said, "Try retreating again?"

Leonardo glanced at her and then looked down at the hand that was holding his tie. Because her hand was clenched very hard, the joints of her bones were prominent and her hand looked even smaller. Leonardo slowly covered his hand on hers, easily pulling her hand away without much strength or hurting her.

Then he asked her, "Is this domestic violence?"

Summer didn't know what to say.

"Let's get down to business." Leonardo became serious, "Previously, one of my subordinates found the information and sent it to my email address. I have already read it."

Leonardo took out his phone and flipped out the email that he had received in his mailbox. He showed it to Summer.

Summer went through it and finally fixed her gaze on a name.

"Connel Bates?" Summer looked up at Leonardo and said, "He and Stanley are really twins."

Leonardo turned around and sat down on the sofa. He slowly said, "Stanley and Connel were originally from Hoover City. When they were young, their parents passed away in an accident. At that time, an overseas Chinese family adopted them and took them to live abroad. However, there was very little information about the Chinese who adopted them."

Summer frowned slightly, "Of course. Stanley's identity is so difficult to investigate, let alone the person who adopted them. Their foster father must be a powerful person. Otherwise, it would be impossible to hide himself and Stanley and Connel's identities so well."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐