Predestined Marriage

But in the end, Summer came up with nothing.

Tim had left. He would have spilled the beans if he could. This was all he wanted to share and all she could get. In a sense, Leonardo's men were already like him in many ways.

Summer got in the car, called Trevin, and drove to their rendezvous.

Trevin had arrived before her.

He was active in the lawsuit against Leonardo, like a lawyer busting his ass off for his case. It said a lot about how much he wanted to win this.

Honestly, it was more than a lawsuit. He wanted to beat Leonardo.

"I've drafted the indictment for you. Take a look. If there's no problem, you can submit it to the court." Trevin said as he pushed a stack of documents in front of Summer.

Summer froze for a moment before opening and perusing them calmly.

He sized her up and looked down at the coffee without urging her.

After a long time, Summer looked up and said, "It's good to go. There's nothing wrong with it."

"Then I can submit it to the court for you?" Trevin asked.

Summer didn't reply, and he continued, "I will do it now, and Leonardo will receive a subpoena in a few days."

Summer nodded and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "I understand."

"What? Are you regretting it?" He reclined in his chair and squinted at her with a smile, saying, "If you want to back down, I can drop this matter now."

reached out and

down, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. "No, I was just

Hail Mary." He tilted

"Already

eyes and said, "Yes, so you need to cooperate with

worry. Why would I do that?" For some reason, she felt a little

raised his eyebrows. "I

looked down and

Trevin, she

set fire to Leonardo's villa. Their love story began when she set foot in

had knelt in front of her and begged her to marry into the Jarrett family instead of Vicky. She had been disheartened and thought her

in the beginning, he had been mostly nice to her. However, she was grateful that Leonardo treated her better than the

vaguely saw a white spot through the forest. She was surprised.

the mountain road and soon saw a corner

Did Leonardo repair it?

she laid her eyes on a brand

opened the car door and got off. The green plants at the gate were exactly the same as before, so

in disbelief and walked inside. The gate wasn't locked

old design down to every tile. She didn't know why she remembered it so clearly. In retrospect, her days here with Leonardo

Perhaps that was

you doing in here? This is a private residence. You can't get in uninvited. Hurry up and

door when she heard a man shouting

He sounded old.