Chapter 500 Deliver in Person

Summer stared at Tim with a faint smile. She did not say anything, nor did she take the invitation letter
over.

Tim knew Summer was clear of everything. He lowered his head and said, "You and Mr. Stanley have a
good relationship. He will take it if you give it to him."

Summer raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you saying that Stanley won't come to the party if you go
to invite him? He's not such a stingy person."

Although Stanley and Leonardo did not like each other, Stanley was a reasonable guy. As long as he
received the invitation letter, he would come.

Tim didn't know what to do now. He used to think that it had been the hardest thing to chase after his
wife, but now it seemed that it wasn't true.

The hardest thing was to deal with such an eccentric boss and his wife. Tim decided to get straight to
the point. He sighed, "Actually, this is Mr. Emerson's instruction."

Summer stopped making things difficult for him. She frowned slightly and asked, "Why me?"

Leonardo was not supposed to allow her to meet Stanley. But now he was actually having her send the
invitation to Stanley. What was he thinking?

"I don't know." Leonardo had told Tim to do so but didn’t tell him why. And Tim dared not to ask.

"I see." Summer took the invitation letter over and said, "I will send it over. You can go back."

Summer took Rosie into the car. Tim stood by the side and watched Summer drive away before turning
around and heading back.



He took the elevator to Leonardo's office. The door to the office was not closed, and Tim walked to the
door and knocked on it twice.

Leonardo raised his head to signal Tim in.

Before Leonardo asked, Tim said, "I have already given the invitation letter to Mrs. Emerson."

"What did she say?" Leonardo flipped through the documents, sounding as if he didn't care at all.

Tim could tell that Leonardo's tone was somewhat unusual.

"Mrs. Emerson said that she would give it to Mr. Stanley personally," Tim said after pondering for a
moment.

Leonardo was somewhat surprised and then he got angry.

"Say it again," Leonardo said clearly but coldly.

Tim was hesitant, but he repeated, "Mrs. Emerson said that she will personally deliver it to Mr. Stanley."

Then, the office was silent. Tim could imagine how bad Leonardo's expression was.

But after a while, he heard Leonardo say, "Get out."

Only then did Tim raise his head and leave.

However, as he turned around, he had a peek that Leonardo's hands had been clenched into fists. And
the document in his hand had already been crushed into a ball.

Tim was shocked, but he didn't dare to say anything else and went out.

Just as he closed the door, he heard a "bang" from inside, as if Leonardo was smashing something.



Tim respectfully stood at the door of the office and listened for a while. Only when he couldn't hear
anything from inside did he sigh and went back to his own office.

And that was when he realized that Leonardo had not really wanted Summer to give the invitation letter
to Stanley. He didn't want her to meet Stanley at all.

But Summer had said that she would personally deliver it, as Summer had been very familiar with
Stanley's clinic.

She took the invitation letter and drove there with Rosie.

Halfway there, she parked her car by the side of the road and bought some fruits for Stanley.

When Summer arrived and brought Rosie inside, the receptionist, who knew her, asked, "Ms. Summer,
are you coming here for Doctor Stanley?"

"Yes, is he busy?" Summer asked with a smile.

"Not really. There aren't many guests today and he's not that busy." The receptionist said
enthusiastically, "I'll take you in."

The receptionist chatted with her while leading the way. Summer hadn't expected Stanley to be so idle.

When she and Rosie arrived at the door, Stanley was sitting behind his desk reading a magazine,
looking very relaxed.

"Doctor Stanley, look who's here!" The receptionist walked in first. As she saw Stanley raise his head,
she moved aside so that Stanley could see Summer.

Stanley was surprised, and then he said, "Summer?"



"Aren't you busy today?" Summer walked over and put the fruits on his desk, "I brought you some
fruits."

"Well, thank you!" Stanley said.

"Sure." Summer sat down opposite him.

There were two chairs in front of Stanley's desk.

After Summer sat down, she put Rosie on another chair and said, "Say hi to Uncle Stanley."

Rosie pulled the edge of the desk as she looked around. Then she looked at Stanley and said, "Hi,
Stanley."

Although Rosie had met Stanley a few times, she was not very familiar with him. She tended to be
quiet in front of unfamiliar people.

"Oh, here comes little Rosie."

Rosie was so small that Stanley, who was sitting in the chair, hadn't seen her just now.

"I came here with my mom," Rosie tried to raise her head to look at Stanley and replied seriously.

Stanley was amused. He took out a lollipop from his drawer and handed it to Rosie, "Do you want
some candy?"

Rosie's fingers moved and her eyes went straight, but she turned to ask for Summer's permission,
"Mom."

Summer laughed and asked her, "Do you want it?"

Rosie nodded. She liked candy the most, but Summer had told her not to take anything from strangers.



Summer touched her head affectionately, "Then take it. You can take whatever Stanley gives to you.
You haven't eaten any candy these days, so you can have some today."

Rosie then reached out to pick up the lollipop and said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Stanley."


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