Predestined Marriage

"What is Miss Amber laughing at?" Summer appeared to be calm. Not a trace of panic could be founded across her face. "It's usual in the entertainment circle, right?"

In Amber's eyes, Summer was making dying kicks.

"How could it be photographed if no one saw it?"

"Miss Amber, you didn't see it with your own eyes. So, why do you think the photographer saw it with his eyes?"

Summer quickly retorted before the sound of Amber's voice had died away.

Summer was stating in a faint tone and her words seemed so gentle. But everyone could tell that she was aiming at Amber.

The crew of Lost City 2 was that of Lost City. They had contacted with Summer and knew she was kind. It was rare to see her being so sharp. Not to mention, she was questioning Amber in the face of Leonardo.

Amber suddenly realized that she had somewhat got ahead of herself. She felt a little guilty.

She took a glance at Leonardo. But he was sitting back at leisure, with no intention to defend her.

Amber was annoyed, but she had no way to criticize him. Actually, she didn't dare even when they were alone.

Amber managed to remain calm, "Ms. Summer, no wonder you are a scriptwriter. You really have a glib tongue."

Summer wore a smile, "Actually, it is easy to solve it. Why not check the surveillance video?"

Amber's look instantly changed.

Summer fixed her eyes on Amber and naturally got her reaction. Now, she was surer that Amber was the one who took these photos.

she took were so ambiguous that she would doubtlessly

could testify if Summer entered into Bowen's room when she deleted the

the photos. Then, it would be suspicious since the surveillance video

frozen. Everyone held their breath and

chuckled out

not loud, but

enough." Leonardo turned to Eliza, "Ms. Austin, I hope 'Lost City 2 ' could be

turned to

you still sitting here?" Leonardo looked around and

go." Eliza stood up, gave the order and took

She took a glance at Leonardo and Amber before she walked out of the

at Leonardo the

for me! You just looked on in

at Amber as his slender fingers tapped on the board. He turned

enraged. She reached to his arm and wanted Leonardo to

stood up, coldly looking down at her. His

Amber. She couldn't help but recall the three years when Leonardo lost his memory and forgot Summer. She had spent so much effort but still

not fallen in love with her during those years. He didn't love her and would never

happened recently, she was doubtful again. She thought Leonardo still

said in a deep

a trace of panic flashing through

cold. There seemed to be a flash of anger in the depths of his eyes,

squinted and stared at Amber, "I thought you were different. I thought you were a wise woman. But you were so mean. You

and ridicule were easy