Chapter 566 Stay Out of This

Summer got out of the car and returned to the villa.

On her way to the villa, Summer kept looking back at the door.

Until she couldn't see Leonardo's car, Summer squatted down and sneaked into the room where the
basement was.

After entering the room, she closed the door and went down into the basement.

The basement was brightly lit with bodyguards in it.

When a bodyguard saw Summer, he sounded puzzled, "Mrs. Emerson?"

For so many days, this was the first time they had seen Summer come down for Vicky.

Summer stopped and looked inside. She could only vaguely see Vicky's figure. So, she raised her head
and asked the bodyguard, "She still hasn't said anything?"

Summer didn't know what Leonardo and the others had asked Vicky. But this ambiguous question was
enough to convince the bodyguards that she knew what they were doing.

These bodyguards knew Leonardo treated Summer very well. When Summer asked like that, they
thought that Leonardo had told her everything.

One of the bodyguards said, "No. She's tough."

Summer did not ask any further. She was afraid that she would expose herself.

"I'll go see her."

Summer walked inside and saw Vicky sitting in a chair with chains on her feet.



Vicky had been locked up in the dark basement for over a week. She looked pale and haggard. Her
clothes were dirty, but she did not seem to get hurt.

Vicky heard footsteps and raised her head idly. When she saw Summer, her eyes glittered with malice.
"Summer?"

However, Summer was a little surprised. Would Leonardo be so kind to Vicky? She thought that
Leonardo would exhaust his means to torture Vicky. But he didn't.

"Hey, are you surprised to see me sitting here unscathed?" Vicky looked at Summer carefully, and she
was confused.

But very soon, Vicky realized something.

"Don't you know it?" Vicky's face twisted into a weird smile.

Summer sneered, "What should I know?"

Vicky threw back her head and roared with laughter. She laughed until tears came to her eyes. Then
she said, "Summer, you're a mother and you don't even know your daughter was kidnapped. You're so
sad!"

Summer's face changed as she asked in a trembling voice, "What?"

"So, you know nothing?" Vicky shook her head with a sigh and said in a weird tone, "Doesn't Leonardo
love you very much? Now he didn't even tell you that your daughter was kidnapped."

Summer had thought that Vicky's men might attack Rosie.

However, Leonardo told her that Rosie was staying at home. And Summer had been making video
calls with Rosie all this time, which meant that Rosie should be fine there.



"Vicky, I talked to Rosie on video yesterday. Now you told me she was kidnapped?" Summer said
mockingly.

Vicky was a little surprised and flustered. But she turned complacent soon. "If your daughter is fine at
home, why are you still here?"

This question really got Summer. And her speculations made sense now.

Rosie had been kidnapped, so Leonardo did not bring Summer back. He was afraid that Summer
would find Rosie not at home. And Tim went out early and came home late. He might be looking for
Rosie during this time.

Everything made sense now.

Summer only felt a spasm of panic sweeping over her.

She staggered backward. After figuring out the truth, she turned around to look for Leonardo.

However, when she turned around, she saw Leonardo standing in the basement. Summer didn't notice
when he got here.

Leonardo stood at the basement door with a gloomy expression. And he stared at Summer from afar.

Summer looked back at Leonardo. But she didn't even dare to ask him if Vicky was telling the truth.

Leonardo walked over without saying anything.

As he approached her, Summer saw his cold expression.

Leonardo ignored Summer and walked right up to Vicky. Then he kicked away the chair Vicky was
sitting on.



Vicky was only sitting on the chair, not tied to it. Now it was forcefully kicked away, hit the wall and fell
apart. Then Vicky fell onto the ground.

Vicky was scared and screaming.

Leonardo looked so gloomy and fierce, as if he was the grim reaper. Vicky was so frightened that she
screamed with her arms over her face. She was trembling in fear as she curled up on the ground.

However, Leonardo did not hit Vicky.

Because of his mother, Leonardo almost never hit women, not even the vicious Vicky.

Back then, Vicky almost killed Summer in the car accident. Although Leonardo was furious, he only had
his bodyguards cut her meals. He wanted to torture Vicky to death, but he did not want to do it himself.

Now Leonardo still thought so.

Summer looked coldly at Leonardo when he did that.

She already knew everything even though Leonardo didn't say anything.

Leonardo lied to her from the beginning. Rosie had indeed been kidnapped for many days.

Meanwhile, Leonardo tried hard to hide it from Summer.

Summer bit her lips and walked to Vicky. She held Vicky tightly by the chin. Then she asked in a cold
and hoarse voice, "Who took my daughter away?"

Leonardo was here, and Vicky was very afraid of him. Although she hated Summer so much, she
replied honestly, "I don't know."



"What?" Summer took her hand down from Vicky's chin. Then she wrapped her fingers around Vicky's
throat and her clasped hands slowly tightened.

At first, Vicky did not care about it. But the more Summer's hands tightened, the more difficult it was for
Vicky to breathe. Vicky finally realized Summer really wanted to kill her.

"Let ... let go of me ... I... I really don't know...." Vicky's face turned purple. "He ... he will ... come to ...
you...."

Summer did not let Vicky go. She continued to ask, "Really?"

Suddenly, someone behind Summer grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Summer turned around and saw Leonardo's stony face. He pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes were
blazing with anger.

Before Summer could call his name, Leonardo pulled her out of the basement.

Leonardo was very rude, and Summer felt pain in her wrist.

After leaving the basement, Leonardo shook off Summer's hand and looked at her coldly. "You should
stay out of this!"

"Why? They kidnapped Rosie!" Summer's eyes turned red with anger, but she did not cry.


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