Chapter 843 It&##x27;s You

"President Summer!" Tim's voice came from behind her, and Summer waved her hand at him without
turning back.

Tim turned around and looked at the documents that had fallen to the ground. He sighed and began to
pick up them.

Summer left the Emerson Group and drove to the old street yesterday.

She drove a little fast on her way here. When she got to the old street, it was still a little early. She
happened to meet many pupils from the nearby primary school. They were on the way home.

Summer parked the car by the side of the road and was stunned for a moment. Then, she opened the
door and got off the car.

On both sides of the road were parents who picked up children and children who went home alone, as
well as street vendors.

Summer stood by the roadside and looked around. She didn't see anyone familiar.

Summer walked along the street for a while. Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, she turned
around and finally returned to the car.

It was rush hour, and Summer was blocked as she had just left the old street.

At this time, her phone rang. It was Katrina from home.

"Katrina, what's wrong?" "Nothing. Rosie wants to call you..."

As Katrina spoke, the next moment, the phone was handed to Rosie. "Mom, are you coming back for
dinner?"



Just as Summer was about to speak, she saw a black-clothed man wearing a cap flip over the railing.
That man opened her car door and sat in the back seat.

"I'll be back soon." Summer looked at the rearview mirror and hung up the phone after calmly saying
that.

The man sitting in the back was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and a cap on his
head.

From Summer's point of view, she could only see his exposed neck. The buttons on the collar of the
shirt were meticulously buttoned to the top, and the skin color of his neck was somewhat peculiarly
white against the black shirt.

Suddenly, the car behind her let out a siren and urged Summer to drive.

Summer snapped back to her senses, locked the car door, and then continued driving.

The car was running smoothly on the road under the night sky. Summer looked very calm. And the man
sitting in the back row did not raise his head.

The carriage was so quiet that it was as if no one was sitting in it.

After driving into the residential area, Summer drove the car to the underground parking lot.

The underground parking lot was quiet, and there was no one nearby.

Summer stopped the car steadily and slowly untied her seat belt.

She did not turn her head. She just looked up at the rearview mirror, moved her lips, and said the name
that she had not called for a long time.



"Leonardo."

Only then did the black-clothed man slowly remove the cap on his head. Then, he raised his head and
his gaze met with Summer’s in the rearview mirror.

Summer slowly clenched her hands tightly. Summer stared blankly at the mirror for a while, and then
she curled her lips into a mocking smile, "It's really you."

Leonardo's hair was very short and his face thin, but his black eyes were still full of vigor.

He didn't look haggard; instead, he was exceptionally energetic.

Summer finally couldn't hold back a cold laugh and said, "It seems that you're doing very well."

Throwing such a big company to her, he was not as miserable as she imagined.

Leonardo didn't say anything. He just looked at Summer in the rearview mirror, his gaze focused.

Summer was furious from the bottom of her heart, and her voice was a little sharp, "Speak!"

"You don't have to bother too much about the Emerson Group. Leave it to Tim or hire a professional
manager." Leonardo's voice was husky and alluring.


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