Predestined Marriage

Tim gasped for air painfully, but he didn't fight back. Instead, he allowed Leonardo to hit him.

Carl rushed over, grabbed Leonardo's arm and said, "Calm down!"

Having lost his mind at this time, Leonardo didn't stop. He turned to beat Carl as well.

Although Carl was good at fighting as his family used to deal with gangsters, he wasn't Leonardo's rival.

In the end, both were too exhausted to move, with bruises all over their bodies. They lay down in ashes.

Tim did not stop them. He and his men turned to search the villa.

As expected, Summer was nowhere to be found.

The fire destroyed the villa.

He walked to Leonardo and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't find her."

Tim thought he would be beaten again.

But Leonardo didn't hit him as expected.

Hearing his words, Leonard didn't move at all. He just stared at the charred ceiling blankly, as if he didn’t hear the words at all.

Tim turned to look at Carl who was wiping his lips.

He propped himself up and spat out blood onto the pile of ashes beside him. "Leave him alone. He's crazy. Damn it, I can't even get up. Help me."

Tim walked over to support Carl.

Carl stood up, trembling.

Leonardo used all his strength. If Carl hadn't been trained, he wouldn't have stood a chance and would have been sent to the emergency room.

Carl gasped in pain because of his injury. He whispered to Tim, "Give him some time. Don't worry about him."

Tim nodded with great concerned.

reporter doing

a detour and got into

wasn't so

reporter saw him and went

subordinate? Is Mrs. Emerson inside? Did she commit suicide for fear

enter. What is he doing?

that Mrs. Emerson received a subpoena and then committed suicide. Does it mean that she is the one who

were

said coldly, "No

over and drove the reporter

a village in the northern part of Hoover

a bowl of steaming egg noodles at a dingy noodle

halfway up the mountain caught fire. A source said the villa belongs to Leonardo, the successor

a live report from a

that the once beautiful villa had been burned down

up

his suit and leather shoes, he

for her in the burning building, which

the series of sharp questions, Tim said indifferently, "No

his assistant and helper. He

noodle restaurant

woman is only in her early twenties. My daughter is at her age. She's gone to university. What a pity to die at such a young

Summer stretched out to tug her cap down. She

suicide to escape

because of Mr. Charlie? I

ate some noodles and said while stirring them up, "That's not necessarily the case. What if locking her up for a few years won't dissipate the anger of the Emersons? They have huge

far. She's

smiled politely

she took out a box from her

box with a pen in it. Leonardo treasured it

When she went upstairs to pour

to guess, as it was his birthday. She tried once and opened

paid for the noodles with a light smile. "Here you