Chapter 455 Don&##x27;t Help Her

She found the policeman staring at her. Summer could only look up at him and asked, "Why are you
looking at me like this?"

"Did you just call Leonardo Emerson?" he asked.

She was still not fully awake and admitted, "Yes."

Then he asked, "Leonardo Emerson, the CEO of the Emerson Group? Are you Summer Jarrett?"

"Yes, yes." Because he asked two questions, she said "yes" twice.

His eyes lit up.

He was so excited that he leaned over to get closer to her.

He asked slowly and seriously, "Then ... are you the screenwriter of Lost City?"

Summer stared at the policeman for a few seconds. She found him intimidating with his uniform, so she
nodded and told the truth, "Yes."

When the policeman heard it, he was so excited that he clenched his fist and banged it on the table.
Then he asked, "Ms. Summer, I have a question for you. Why is Anthony arrested in the last episode of
Lost City? Does he really commit a crime, or is someone framing him?"

She muttered, "The last episode of Lost City?"

"Yes!" The policeman looked at her expectantly.

"You guys watch Lost City. Thank you for your support." She gave him a polite smile.



Lost City was a thriller with some elements of criminal investigation. However, because she did not
know much about this aspect, she flipped through a lot of materials. Despite all this effort, she was
constantly worried that there would be omissions that led to criticism by others. As a result, she tried
her best to avoid writing about criminal investigation. Most of the time, she offered brief content about
it.

"No, first tell me why Anthony is arrested and imprisoned!" The policeman looked anxious.

She stared at him for a few seconds and said, "There is a hint foreshadowing his imprisonment. You
must be able to tell if you are serious about the drama."

At this time, another policewoman walked over. It seemed that she had some documents for him.

Seeing Summer, the policewoman asked, "What case?"

"A small case." After finishing speaking, he turned around and continued, "Ms. Summer, I know what
you said, but you know, there are so many hints ahead. Every one of them can be used to explain it.
There is a lot of controversies. I just want to know what the official answer is."

The policewoman was ready to leave, and after hearing what he said, she also came over and said,
"Are you guys discussing 'Lost City'?"

"Ms. Summer, the screenwriter of Lost City," he said excitedly.

The policewoman widened her eyes in surprise and sat down on the other side, "I also have a
problem..."

Then, others came over and asked Summer more question about Lost City.

Summer was preparing for “Lost City 2” during this period of time. She had read 'Lost City' several
times from beginning to end and was very clear about the finale and details of each plot.



She could answer all their questions.

However, she didn't mention anything about Anthony's imprisonment, which they all wanted to know.

This was the biggest selling point of 'Lost City 2', so it was impossible for her to tell them.

When Leonardo arrived, he saw this scene.

A group of police surrounded Summer and asked her questions warmly.

She patiently answered them.

This almost caused Leonardo to suspect that Summer was just playing tricks on him and she ran to the
police station on purpose.

However, he knew very well in his heart that this was no joke.

Along with him was Tim.

The policeman who took notes for Summer was the first to see Leonardo. The policeman coughed
softly and said, "What are you doing? You're not working!"

Only then did the police walked away.

The moment Summer turned around and saw Leonardo, her eyes lit up.

She stood up and wanted to walk towards Leonardo.

However, just as she stood up, she felt dizzy, staggered and was about to fall.

Leonardo quickly stepped forward to catch her.

When he approached, she smelt alcohol on his body. It was strong.



Summer sensed the familiarity of him. She looked up and smiled at him. She reached out to grab his
clothes and said, "You finally come."

When she spoke, she also smelt of alcohol.

Leonardo knit his eyebrows and threw her back to her chair in disgust. He tilted his head slightly and
told Tim, "Go ahead."

"Yes."

Tim answered and went through the formalities to bail her out.

After formalities were completed, Leonardo called her coldly, "What are you waiting for? Do you want
me to help you?"

Barely sober, she followed her heart and nodded, "Yes."

"Interesting!" he sneered, turned around and walked out.

"Hey!" She stood up again and staggered to follow him.

However, she couldn't.

She was so dizzy that she reeled.

When Tim saw this, he was about to come to her aid.

Unexpectedly, Leonardo, who was walking in front of them, sensed her awkwardness. He stopped and
said without turning his head, "Don't help her."



Halfway through, Tim had to withdraw his hand and whispered to her, "Mrs. Emerson, watch yourself
and walk slowly."

"No." She walked faster and said, "Where is Leonardo? I have to speed up to find him."

The tall figure in front paused for a moment, and slowed down a little imperceptibly.

Staggered, Summer caught up with him and grabbed his hand tightly.

Leonardo shook his hand, but did not shake her hand off.

He was surprised that this drunken woman got this much strength.

He turned around only to see her giggling, "I caught you."

She said it slowly and sounded a little foolish.

It was not just the way she talked and she now looked foolish as well.

He could not get rid of her, so he had to walk with her dragging his arm.

She was so dizzy that she hugged his arm and leaned her upper body on him, thus borrowing his
strength to support herself on the way.

Leonard felt that he would lose his patience in the next second.

However, every second, he would persuade himself to endure another second.

Just like that, they walked to the parking lot, with her hugging his arm all the way.

Tim stepped forward and opened the door for him.

Leonardo stretched out his hand to pull her arms down.



However ... he failed.

He closed his eyes, and said, "Am I going to spend the New Year with my arm hugged by you?" His
suppressed anger could be felt from his voice.

Summer narrowed her eyes and looked as if she was about to fall asleep, "Why do you want to spend
the New Year with your arm? I want to spend the New Year with you."


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