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.

…

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 tiptoe to press the button of the

a little high that she couldn’t reach it. Leonardo walked over

her face. She

smiled at Leonardo obsequiously since she wanted him to do

people wanted to please him, but only Summer’s flattery could

didn’t 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 eyes

cooking

and found

standing there?” She asked. Did he

turned around and

eye, so he stared at her for

meal, Summer smiled at him, “You and Leonardo

hands with a towel and asked, “Are you

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

at her expressionlessly, but Summer still

was he

had played up to him, but she only

a little

paused for a moment and looked at her up

herself. There was nothing wrong with her clothes, right? Or

at him vigilantly

reactions and wanted to

have to cook

Summer asked, “How

depends on my mood.” Leonardo looked at

Summer agreed, “Deal!”

not obliged to help her,

and commanded, “Go and prepare some

only needed to cook? Did

she still went to prepare

of fruits for Leonardo and then