Predestined Marriage

Even though Michael was fuming with rage, Leonardo remained calm, "But I don't feel any benefit the Emerson Group has brought to me."

Michael snorted coldly, "The food you have, the clothes your wear and your reputation are all from the Emerson family."

"I don't need these things. Even without the support of the Emerson family, I can get money and fame. What about you? Without the Emerson Group, you are good for nothing." Leonardo put it bluntly and shamed Michael as he felt like it.

"Do you really think you are full-fledged?" After Michael finished, he sneered, "You can try to bankrupt the Emerson Group."

The tension between them suddenly heightened.

They looked at each other for a while before Leonardo said through his teeth, "Where is my daughter?"

"How would I know where your daughter is? You hid her up, didn't you?" Michael smiled triumphantly.

Leonardo clenched his hands under the table, and a glimmer of displeasure was between his eyebrows.

Michael remembered that Leonardo was quite adorable in his childhood. However, after his mother passed away, they became more and more estranged.

In the past few years, Leonardo had become stronger. Leonardo was his biological son, but he found him hard to read most of the time.

Therefore, Michael was sometimes a little afraid of Leonardo.

However, Leonardo had a fatal weakness: he was too sentimental.

Michael could exploit this weakness of Leonardo to control him.

Thinking of this, Michael put on a triumphant smile again. "My granddaughter must be very cute. When you have time, remember to bring her back to the Emerson's. After all, she is my granddaughter. The conflict between us has nothing to do with her."

After he finished, he took a deep look at Leonardo before getting up and leaving.

The servant stood guard outside the restaurant and greeted Michael respectfully, "Mr. Michael."

The cracking sounds of plates falling to the ground came out from the restaurant.

The sounds were clear and ear-piercing.

and bowed slightly, his hands on the dining table.

utensils. It

stepped forward and didn't dare to ask, "Mr. Emerson, let me clean

Leonardo ignored her.

talk to her, so she called

down, his eyes filled with hatred and

he had taken Rosie away, but it was clear that he

words, Rosie would be fine if they could live in

say how he

win, so it was sure that Michael had got

by someone sent by Michael. His purpose

each other, they had never really played tricks on

expect that Michael had planned to

was even more certain that there was more about his mother

for Mr. Charlie, there must be

figure out the order in which

correlated with the kidnapping case back then, so he

That night, Violet decided to return to

didn't care about how

to Hoover City by

returned to Hoover City, he went straight

to Summer's home

he had

through to Summer, he asked, "Where

her time staying on the set and occasionally strolled around on another set

just come back

in surprise when she

depressed and put on

and ran to the corner to answer, "I'm on

There were many people in the Film and TV City, so he would be seen by others

her advice and decided on his own,