Chapter 751 Could It Be His Sister?

As she spoke, Summer pulled over at the roadside of the road. Karen calmed down a bit and asked,
"Don't you know where Vicky is?"

Summer got impatient and snapped in a low voice, "Get out of the car!"

A glimmer of hope appeared on Karen's face. She not only stayed in the car, but leaned over and
grabbed Summer's arm, asking in an agitated tone, "Why do you ask me to get out of the car instead of
answering my question? Do you know where Vicky is?"

Vicky! Vicky again!

Summer clenched her fists tightly and relaxed them. She coldly shook off Karen's hands and fixed her
eyes on her, emphasizing every word, "Please get out of the car now!"

Karen paused. She was intimidated and shocked by Summer.

"You ask me ... to get out of the car?" She looked at Summer in disbelief. She could not believe
Summer had said these words.

Without blinking, Summer looked at Karen with coldness. "Is there a third person in the car?"

Karen's lips moved, but she couldn't speak.

Suddenly, she seemed to recall something and grabbed Summer's arm, saying, "Stanley goes to a
sanatorium in the suburbs once a week. Is he hiding Vicky there?"

Summer was about to drive her out of the car, but she paused when she heard this.

She looked at Karen and asked, "A sanatorium?"



Karen immediately replied, "Yes, he goes to the sanatorium in the suburbs once a week. Sometimes he
stays there for half a day, sometimes for a day. Every time he goes, he takes a bouquet of flowers."

"A bouquet of flowers?" Summer pursed her lips coldly. "Do you think Stanley would bring a bouquet of
flowers to see Vicky?"

Karen shook her head solemnly and said, "I don't mean that. I have a feeling that Vicky might be
inside."

"If she's inside, you can go look for her." Summer pulled her arm out of Karen's hands.

Karen muttered, "The security of the sanatorium is tight. Visitors have to register and have their faces
verified. It's impossible to sneak inside!"

Summer was startled. A sanatorium with such tight security didn't look like an ordinary sanatorium.

If Karen was not lying, then Stanley must be taking a bouquet of flowers to visit someone at the
sanatorium every week. It was very likely that he was visiting a woman, who couldn't be Vicky.

Stanley was not any ordinary man, nor was he a romantic man. Was it a normal that he took flowers
with him in the visit?

He visited every week with a bouquet of flowers, which could stay bright in a vase for a week if well
taken care of.

She guessed that Stanley took flowers to the sanatorium every week for the purpose of replenishing
the flowers in the room of the person he was visiting, and that person must be extremely close to him!

It must be a woman who was extremely intimate with him!

Summer muttered, "Could it be his sister?"



"What did you say?" Summer spoke quickly in a low voice, and Karen didn't catch her.

Summer said coldly, "Nothing."

She got out of the car and went round to the other side, opening the car door and directly pulling Karen
out.

"Summer, what are you doing? Let go of me!" Karen was reluctant to leave as she had not got any
information from Summer.

After Summer pulled Karen out of the car, she stared at her and said, "If you want to look for Vicky, go
ahead. Don't come to me. I have nothing to do with you or Vicky. You should go to Lynn and Spencer.
They are her family."

After Summer spoke, she turned around and got back in the car, driving away.

"Summer!" Karen would not give up, running after the car for a while. As Summer drove far away,
Karen stopped and stamped her feet in rage.

Summer drove absent-mindedly.

She guessed Stanley might have put his sister, Bendy, in that sanatorium.

She remembered Bendy was seriously ill. When she was in Country M, Stanley had brought her to see
Bendy.

She did not forget why Stanley approached her in the beginning. At that time, he was especially
concerned about her health, because he attempted to use her to save Bendy.

However, too many things had happened afterwards. Stanley did not mention this again. Instead, he
returned to the country and became a professor in a university, as if nothing had happened.



She didn't know what was on Stanley's mind. Did he bring Bendy back because she was here? He
hadn't dropped the idea of using her to save Bendy?

Stanley had never made any moves because Summer was of use to him.

Summer had broken up with Leonardo for a long time now, and Stanley did not make any moves...

Her heart in a whirl, Summer did not know what to do.

Summer did not know how she drove home. As soon as she got home, she kicked her shoes away and
slumped down in the sofa.

Her mind was in a whirl. She thought about fighting for custody with Leonardo, and then feared that
Stanley would capture her to save Bendy.

Summer buried her head in her hands in frustration and curled up into a ball in the corner of the sofa,
motionless.

After a long time, she heard the doorbell ringing.

"Who is it?" Summer raised her voice.

The doorbell stopped ringing.

Summer walked barefooted to the door. She looked out through the peephole and found that it was
Bruce. She opened the door.

Summer asked, "What's up?"

Empty-handed, Bruce frowned in silence, as if he was in a dilemma.



Summer asked curiously, "What's the matter with you?"

"Can I go in and talk?" Bruce looked up at her, his eyebrows tightly knitting together.

Summer hesitated for a moment before opening the door wider. She stepped to the side and nodded at
Bruce, "Come in."

Bruce walked in, looking a little reserved.

Summer closed the door behind him and looked at him curiously.

Bruce was a man of few words, who wished to cut down the sentences into one word when he had to
speak.

What had happened? Why did he come to her for help with a troubled look?

Summer walked around him to the front and pointed at the sofa. "Sit down. I'll get you some water."

Bruce sat down docilely.

When Summer poured the water into a glass, she turned to look at Bruce.

Bruce looked around as if he had never been to her home before.

As a matter of fact, Bruce seldom came to her home. When he brought her something, he would leave
right after he put it in her hand. He had never asked to come inside like he did today...


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