Chapter 767 Sense of Crisis

Summer paused for a moment and walked towards Leonardo's car.

She saw that there was no one in the front seat, so she pulled open the back door and sat in.

After Summer sat in, she did not look at Leonardo and said indifferently, "Hurry up. I still have
something to do."

Leonardo seemed to have changed his posture as she felt the back of her seat tremble slightly.

Then, Leonardo's deep voice slowly rang out in the car, "Why didn't you inquire about the lawyer’s
background when you sought legal advice? You still daydream of relying on Trevin, such a lousy lawyer
to win a lawsuit against me, right?"

"I need to correct you. I'm not daydreaming. I trust him. I believe that Trevin will definitely win this
lawsuit." Summer knew that Leonardo had most likely received a summons from the court.

"Blind trust, blind emotion!" His short reply revealed an inexplicable sense of helplessness.

Summer turned around to look at Leonardo, only to see his cold side face and slightly pursed lips.

She chuckled, "You are worried that I will lose the case, aren't you? I didn't expect you to care so much
about me up until now."

Leonardo turned his head to look at her with a cold expression, "As your ex-husband, I just don't want
you to lose too much."

Summer was stuck for words and bit the corner of her lips. She said in an angry tone, "That's my
business. It has nothing to do with you."

After she finished speaking, she pulled open the door and got out of the car, slamming the door hard.



Tim came back not long after Summer left.

He was not far away. When Summer got off the car, the sound of the car door slamming was a bit loud.
So, he saw her leave.

Tim glanced into the rearview mirror and saw Leonardo sit by the window and look out of the window.
He didn't know what Leonardo was thinking, but the brooding silence in the car revealed that Leonardo
was in a bad mood.

"Mr. Emerson, did you tell Mrs. Emerson about Trevin? I have investigated Trevin. He was not
completely unqualified. He helped people win many lawsuits when he was at school. However, he
quitted his job as a lawyer since he indulged himself in dissipation."

Leonardo turned around to look at him, his eyes darkened terrifyingly. Tim involuntarily shuddered and
fell silent.

Leonardo had asked him to investigate Trevin's background, so he guessed that Leonardo came to tell
Summer about Trevin.

He felt that Leonardo did not like the lawyer Trevin. However, based on his experience, he thought that
Trevin might not be that incompetent.

Leonardo said expressionlessly, "Do you really admire Trevin?"

"No, I just feel..." Tim wanted to explain, but seeing that Leonardo had already closed his eyes, he
could only bite the words back.

He started the car and drove to the Emerson Group.

Leonardo opened his eyes and looked at the roof, slightly distracted.



Trevin was investigated very carefully by Tim, and he even found out which kindergarten he graduated
from.

It was precisely because so many things were discovered, and Trevin's background was very simple.

Even though he was Lester's son, his life was much simpler.

He lost his mother when he was little. Then he went to school, made friends, and after graduation, he
led a dissipated life. He was no different from an ordinary playboy.

For Leonardo, Trevin could be considered to have a clean slate.

Although Trevin led a dissipated life, he had principled and was open-minded.

Up to now, he was the simplest and honest man Summer had ever met.

The first one, Jerome, had a dirty background. He concealed it deeply, and he had also played many
tricks.

Then Stanley approached Summer with ulterior motives from the beginning, and Summer had always
been vigilant towards him.

As for himself, Leonardo laughed self-deprecatingly and didn't think any further.

Trevin gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis originated from his intuition. As for why he had such an intuition, he was somewhat
unable to explain it.

Summer was enraged by what Leonardo said, and muttered to herself as she drove.

"It’s my lawyer. What does it have to do with him?"



"Does he think I will lose before the lawsuit starts?"

"Who does Leonardo think he is?"

The more Summer thought about it, the angrier she was. She pulled over the car and called Trevin, "I
think your suggestion is very feasible."

"What suggestion?" At this time, Trevin still hadn't woken up. What Summer said confused him.

Summer explained, "About the child."

"Child?" Trevin jumped up from his bed, "Summer, don't scare me early in the morning. What child? We
didn't do anything!"

Trevin, who hadn't woken up in the morning, might have something wrong with his brain.

Summer was reluctant to explain to him, so she hung up the phone directly.

She drove straight home and looked at Amber’s schedule that Bruce had given her for this week.

However, Amber was already injured. Was this schedule still useful? What happened yesterday
showed that Amber might not be in the hospital.

If she used "Leonardo has other children" as the evidence, then the most important person would be
Amber.

As long as Amber tried her best to conceive Leonardo's child, her chances of winning would be even
higher. As Summer thought this, her hands on the table involuntarily clenched.

Amber and Leonardo's child...



Summer stood up with a sad expression and poured herself a cup of water. Her hand holding the cup
trembled slightly.

The phone rang, scaring Summer so much that the cup in her hand almost fell to the ground. She
looked at the phone on the table and calmed her mind before walking to the table.

The call was from Trevin.

"Where do you live? The houses in this neighborhood are all the same, as dense as the labyrinth!"
Trevin sounded a little anxious.

He asked her where she lived... Trevin came for her?

Summer asked, "You come for me?"

"If I don't come for you, why should I walk around this neighborhood? Is it fun?" Trevin sounded even
more anxious.

Summer felt that Trevin was more prone to lose his temper than before.

"Where are you? Is there any landmark building nearby? I'm here to find you."

"Nothing, just houses!"

"Alright, alright. Send me a location. I'll come out to find you." Summer felt that if she asked another
question, Trevin might go berserk.

Trevin hung up the phone and sent Summer a location.

Summer had lived here for more than half a year. She was very familiar with the neighborhood. She
quickly found the address sent by Trevin. It was at the east gate of the community. Very few people
entered and left from there. It was a bit remote. She did not know how Trevin found it.



Trevin was driving a flirtatious pink sports car. It was obvious that he had someone paint
it.

Trevin was driving a flirtatious pink sports car. It was obvious that he had someone paint
it.



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