Chapter 486 Why Do I Have to Tell You?

No matter how reticent a person was, when his personality and behavior changed, the people close to
him could easily notice it.

Moreover, Leonardo had obviously changed.

But Summer asked no questions, as she was thinking about something else.

It was about Stanley.

It had already been dragging on for a long time. If it continued, she was afraid there would be more
trouble. So, she'd better sort it out early.

After breakfast, Summer said casually, "Are you and Rosie leaving now? I'm going out for something."

Leonardo looked up at her with a calm expression, "Where are you going?"

"Go to ask Stanley." Summer did not hide from Leonardo.

After a moment of silence, Leonardo suddenly said, "I'm going with you."

"What do you want?" Summer frowned slightly. She did not think Leonardo just wanted to be with her.

"See the doctor," said Leonardo, his face expressionless.

The car stopped at the entrance of Stanley’s psychological clinic.

Leonardo sat in the driver's seat while Summer sat in the passenger seat.

She looked out of the window. The clinic just opened and the cleaners were sweeping the floor.

They were here for something important, so they didn't bring Rosie with them. Leonardo asked
someone to take Rosie back to the villa.



Summer opened the door and got off. Then she turned to look at Leonardo and said, "I'll call Stanley."

Just as he was about to speak, Leonardo's eyes suddenly flashed. He looked ahead and said, "No
need to call."

Following his gaze, Summer saw Stanley slowly driving over.

"What a coincidence! You come together?"

Stanley got out of the car. He was wearing a dazzling white suit.

After he finished speaking, Stanley turned to look at Summer and said, "Why don't you call me in
advance? If I am seeing a patient, you will have a wasted journey."

Summer smiled, "I was just about to call you but you come, and you have no patients now."

Stanley smiled as his gaze fell on the car behind them.

He knew Summer had also bought a car. But the car behind was a Bentley.

It must be Leonardo's.

So, Leonardo and Summer came together, instead of meeting each other here.

Stanley withdrew his gaze and smiled, "Please follow me."

When they arrived at the office, Stanley asked his secretary to prepare tea for Leonardo and Summer.
Then he smiled, "Mr. Emerson, I didn't expect you to come."

"Mr. Stanley, you have such a fine reputation. No psychiatrist is better than you in this country."
Leonardo seemed to be complimenting Stanley, but his voice was so flat as if he was merely stating a
fact.



That was to say, if there were a better psychiatrist, he wouldn't come.

However, was that what Stanley thought about Leonardo?

The smile faded a little from Stanley's face. He took out his notebook and said, "Mr. Emerson, tell me
about your condition, just briefly."

Leonardo did not speak immediately. Instead, he turned to Summer and said, "You tell him."

"Why me? It's about your condition."

Leonardo asked, "You know better than I, don't you?"

After thinking it over, Summer realized it was true.

Leonardo was hypnotized, and his memories had changed several times. Summer was close to him, so
she could see it more clearly.

Summer took a deep breath and said, "OK, let me help you."

Then, she turned to look at Stanley and said seriously, "Three years ago, Leonardo was deeply
hypnotized by a hypnotist. He lost all his memories and forgot everyone. Several months ago, he
became better, but recently he lost the memories of the past seven years...."

Summer tried her best to make herself understood. After she finished speaking, she asked Stanley, "Do
you understand?"

"Of course." Stanley paused for a moment and then continued, "However, I want to know who
hypnotized Mr. Emerson."

Leonardo sneered, "Why do I have to tell you? Who do you think you are?"



His tone was arrogant and offensive. But this was in his nature.

Summer pressed down on his hand in quiet deliberation, signaling him to restrain himself.

Leonardo turned to look at her, his face hard to read.

Stanley had long known Leonardo was arrogant, so although his face changed, he didn't turn to
Leonardo.

"You don't have to say if you don't want to," Stanley said as he stood up. "I only know a little about
hypnosis. It can't make you recover completely, but I will help you get better."

Before Leonardo could make a sound, Summer asked nervously, "What are you going to do?"

Stanley took out a lighter from the drawer and smiled at Summer, "His amnesia and memory disorder
are related to hypnosis, so it must be solved by hypnosis."

Stanley hit the switch of the lighter, his face expressionless. "Leonardo, look at it."

Stanley raised the lighter and signaled Leonardo to look at the fire.

Leonardo was very cooperative.

"Your name is Leonardo. You are the president of the Emerson Group. You are thirty years old. You
are..."

Stanley's voice was low, gentle, and beautiful.

Summer sat beside Leonardo. She stared at the lighter out of curiosity. Unknowingly, she was held
spellbound. She felt that the whole world suddenly fell silent and Stanley's voice also faded off.



It was extremely quiet....

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her hand.

She suddenly woke up and found Leonardo was pinching her hand.

He seemed to wake her up on purpose. After she regained consciousness, Leonardo let go of her
hand, while he was still staring at the fire.

While speaking, Stanley slowly loosened his grip on the switch. And the fire quietly perished.

Summer turned to look at Leonardo. He was looking at the lighter expressionlessly. There was no
change on his face. However, Stanley's forehead was covered in sweats.

Noticing Leonardo had been silent for a long time, Stanley called him, "Leonardo?"

Leonardo looked up and said in disdain, "I thought you were only saying "know a little" to sound
modest. I didn't expect that you are not humble, but exaggerating."

Stanley said with an ugly look on his face, "You didn't feel anything just now?"

Leonardo sneered, "What do I need to feel?"


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