Chapter 340 Excuse Me?

Stanley smiled. There was still an innocent look on his face. He clicked into WeChat on her phone.

As Summer saw him click on the App, her expression changed slightly.

Stanley checked her posts and began to make a new one. He uploaded the photo he just taken and
edited a disgusting text-Stanley is so hot!

Summer was speechless.

This strange man might be a fool.

"No comments? Are you good with that? If you don't mind, I'll post it." Summer had been silent. The
smile on Stanley's face became even brighter.

Summer hurriedly stopped him, "Wait!"

"What? You don't want me to post it?" Stanley's finger was beside the "send" button, but he hadn't
clicked it.

"What exactly do you want? Let’s talk. Okay?" Although she had been searched a lot and become an
online celebrity, people wouldn't know much if they didn't keep an eye on her.

Stanley knew her name, her relationship with Leonardo, and even sneaked into her apartment. He
must come with a purpose.

"Alright, come here. Let's sit down and talk." Stanley put her phone behind his back, looking very
serious.

Summer still stood by the door. She did not move, "Put on your clothes first."

There were surveillance cameras at the door, so he might not dare to do anything to her.



Stanley nodded, "Alright."

He walked into Summer's bedroom, whistling.

Summer gritted her teeth. But she could only watch.

Having a strange man enter her bedroom was like seeing an insect while eating an apple.

She would definitely move out!

In less than two minutes, Stanley came out of the bedroom.

He wore black and white T-shirt and trousers, quite casual. Now that his tatoos were covered, it was
pleasant to look at his face.

Stanley sat down on the sofa, "Why are you still standing at the door? Come here. Let's talk."

"I'll just stay right here. I like the door." Summer did not close the door. She stood there stiffly as if she
would never move.

Stanley seemed to be shocked and paused. Then he leaned back and stretched. He put his arms on
the handrails casually.

He looked around the room as if looking for something, "Where is your child? You have divorced
Leonardo. Was the child snatched by him?"

As he mentioned her child, Summer's expression suddenly changed, "Who the hell are you?"

No one knew about Rosie except people around her. How did he get to know about Rosie?

"You are pretty defensive. Are you afraid of me?" Stanley laughed. He stared at her as if planning
something.



"You don't have any money and you are a divorced woman. What can I get from you?" Stanley sized
her up and down, "Wait, you are quite pretty. Should I do something before I kill you?"

Summer was frightened by what he said.

However, somehow Summer felt that he wouldn't hurt her.

Summer didn't say anything and just stared at him.

Stanley shook his head regretfully, "But I won't hurt women. Excuse me."

Summer was angry and sneered, "Where did you come from?"

She thought that the man had escaped from a psychiatric hospital.

Stanley's expression became serious. He answered, "Australia."

Australia?

After Summer burned down Leonardo's villa, she went to Australia with Jerome's help. It was the first
and last time that she had been to Australia.

Stanley had said "Didn't you recognize me?" to her just now.

She looked at Stanley carefully. Somehow she felt that his face was vaguely familiar.

Before Summer could remember whether she had met him before, she heard someone coming behind
her.

She heard a woman saying, "Sir, this is the room."

Summer turned around and saw an old woman came with some policemen.



When the woman saw Summer, she said with concern, "Are you alright?"

Summer knew her. She lived diagonally opposite her apartment. Summer would greet her when she
met the woman.

She lived alone and rarely went go online, so she did not know the news about Summer. However,
seeing that Summer was also alone, she felt sympathy and was especially nice to her.

Summer called her, "Mrs. Wheeler."

The woman walked to her and took a look into the apartment. She saw Stanley, who was sitting on the
sofa and looking this way. She hurriedly pulled Summer to her, "Are you alright? I saw someone enter
your apartment. I thought it was you. But then I went down to have a walk, and your car wasn't there.
When I came back, you entered the room before I could call you. It was a thief, right? So I called the
police... "

Summer shook her head. She was deeply moved, "I'm fine. Thank you."

"The man..." The woman pointed to the room.

Summer turned her head to glance at Stanley, who looked at her with a faint smile.

Summer pursed her lips and said, "I don't know him."

In the end, Stanley was taken to the police station.

Summer also went with them to make a statement.

"Name?"

"Stanley Bates."



"Profession?"

"Doctor of Criminal Psychology. Just returned from Australia and hasn't gone to work yet."

The policeman suddenly paused.

Because Stanley was brought to the police station due to an ordinary trespassing, he and Summer
both made their notes in the hall.

Summer heard what he said and was dumbfounded.

She turned to look at Stanley. Stanley seemed to sense her gaze and also turned to blink at her.

The policeman who took Summer's statement also heard what Stanley said. He got up and walked to
another policeman who took Stanley’s words and whispered something to him.

And his expression suddenly changed.

The policeman coughed. He became much more polite as he continued to ask questions, "Mr. Stanley,
why are you in Ms. Summer's room?"

"She's my friend. I haven't seen her for a long time. I was just joking." Stanley said sincerely with a
smile.

Summer glared at him.

Stanley glanced at Summer and showed the policeman the photo he just took, "Look, we are 'friends'. I
just came back today. She was annoyed because I didn't tell her beforehand..."

Stanley emphasized the word "friend" and nodded to the policeman, tipping him a wink.


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