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?

his suit to the bodyguard and strode towards the

Summer, who was in her apron, was standing on tiptoe

couldn’t reach it. Leonardo walked over and helped her press

no make-up on her face. She held a spatula in her

soon.” She smiled at Leonardo obsequiously since she wanted him to do

but only

show it and

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

cooking drowned

around and found that “Douglas” was still in the

are you standing there?” She asked. Did he like cooking

turned around and walked

pleasing to the eye,

Summer smiled at him, “You and Leonardo both have your

his hands with a towel

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

expressionlessly, but Summer still noticed his

was he dissatisfied

since she had played up

was a

for a moment and looked at her up

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

she looked at him vigilantly and crossed her

and wanted to laugh,

have to

Summer

mood.”

Summer agreed, “Deal!”

was not obliged to help her, and his request

and prepare

that she only needed to cook? Did he treat her as

she complained, she still went to

brought a plate of fruits for Leonardo and