Predestined Bride

Emerson… Leonardo’s dad?

The rich and noble man who attracted countless women in Hoover City at his young age, Michael?

Summer was shocked for several seconds and came to her senses and said, “How are you?”

She could not say the word “Dad”.

“If you are available, let’s eat together tonight.” Michael’s voice was calm and firm tempered by years of trials. Though it sounded like an order, it wasn’t offensive.

Summer understood that although Michael gave her a choice, she cannot but agree.

She quickly replied, “Sure.”

“I’ll send the driver to pick you up, see you tonight.”

He hung up after completing it.

From the beginning to the end, Michael’s tone was calm, but no one could refuse him.

Summer threw aside the cell phone and quickly ran out the door and took a taxi towards Leonardo’s villa.

Michael said that the driver will pick her up. Then the driver would go to Leonardo’s villa to pick her up.

…

Summer stood at the main door, raised her head to look at Leonardo’s villa.

The villa was built along the side of the hill. There are few people around. The white villa stands quietly in the forest, making it look strange. The last time she was here she didn’t take notice of the exterior of the Villa but now the more she saw it, the more it looks sinister.

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It was a winter day and Summer’s face was pale due to the cold.

She held back from entering the villa and decided to wait at the main entrance.

After a while, a black colored car stopped at the Villa’s entrance and stopped. Summer was curious and then she saw a gentle middle-aged man exiting the car.

He looked at Summer, there was a sparkle in her eyes but he didn’t show it.

He stood in front of Summer, “Missus, I’m Liam, Mr. Emerson sent me over to pick you up for dinner.”

It was the driver sent by Michael to pick her up for dinner.

“Sorry to bother you.” Summer joked and laughed out loud. She looked silly.

Liam’s expression was slightly surprised but soon it returned proper.

He turned and opened the door, “Missus, please enter the car.”

Thereafter, he walked around and sat in front and drove away.

When the car was a distance away, the second floor of the villa which had a slight opening in the curtains, “Swoosh”, and the curtains parted.

Tim looked at the car and then asked Leonardo, “Boss, you’re letting Missus meeting Mr. Emerson just like that?”

“What else can I do?” His voice was deep and sullen. He put both his hands into the pocket and said, “She’s just a silly and dumb ugly woman. What can Michael do to her?”

“But, Missus is just pretending!”

“If she can pretend so well, then it’s also a kind of skill.”

When Leonardo finished, he turned and left.

…

Summer was sent to a high-class restaurant.

Liam escorted her to the private room. He invites her to enter the room, “Mr. Emerson is waiting for you inside. ”

“Okay.” Summer said and quickly added, “Thanks Mr. Liam.”

Liam saw her going in, closed the door. He thought about something and gently shook his head.

At the table, the elegant and commanding middle-aged man was flipping through the menu.

When he heard some movement, he placed the menu down and looked up.

Summer thought that her simpleton dressing will let him frown. Instead, he politely asked, “You are Summer?”