Predestined Marriage

Lynn was worried that she would go back on her word and said, “I can give you the shares at any time. I’m free today.”

Summer said, “But I’m not free today. Let’s meet tomorrow.”

She was obedient when she was in the Jarrett’s, and all her family were used to that.

Hearing her words, Lynn became impatient, “You don’t have a job now. What are you busy with?”

“Dad, do you mean that I’m lying? I’m busy now. I’ll text you the place to meet later.”

After hanging up the phone, she pondered for a moment and texted Lynn.

Lynn received the text and frowned when he saw the address.

He thought that Summer was like a yokel, but she actually decided to meet in the Golden Cauldron Club this time.

He felt bad because the club was expensive.

Summer had taken dinner with “Douglas” in the club, and she chose this place just because it was expensive.

Furthermore, the club was an upmarket club, so Lynn wouldn’t dare to play tricks.

Right now, what she needed most was a lawyer.

But she had no money to hire one.

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These days, Carl often called Leonardo late at night to complain about his miserable life in the company.

There were indeed many things going on in the company, so Leonardo went to the company.

After holding two meetings and planning the projects, he went back home.

When he arrived at the villa, it was lunchtime. As soon as he walked in, he smelled the aroma of the food coming from the kitchen.

She was cooking?

to the bodyguard and strode towards the

her apron, was standing on

hood was a little high that she couldn’t reach it. Leonardo walked over and helped

on her face. She held a spatula in her right hand and

at Leonardo obsequiously since she wanted

please him, but only Summer’s flattery could make

show it and only

he put his hands into the pockets and stood there to watch her cook. Although he seemed to be careless, his

sound of cooking drowned

finishing cooking, Summer turned around and found that “Douglas” was

you standing there?” She asked. Did he like

and

just thought that she was pleasing to the eye, so

the meal, Summer smiled at him, “You

his hands with a towel and asked, “Are you involved in a

her head, “No. Do you have that kind of lawyer who works on business contract? Can you ask him to

stared at her expressionlessly, but Summer still noticed his

was he

requests since she had played up to him, but she

was a little

for a moment and

with her clothes, right? Or was he going to make outrageous

vigilantly and crossed

and wanted to laugh, but he

“You have

Summer asked,

my mood.” Leonardo

Summer agreed, “Deal!”

not obliged to help her, and his

and prepare some fruits for

needed to cook? Did

she complained, she still went to prepare the

of fruits for