The car pulled up in front of a highly secretive, upscale clubhouse.
Just as Summer was about to unbuckle her seat belt, she stopped and looked at “Douglas” suspiciously, “Are we eating
here?”
Was he sure he was not here to play?
Leonardo glanced at her and got off the car.
Summer could only follow him.
They walked towards the door one after the other. When Leonardo walked in, the attendant bowed respectfully and said,
“Welcome.”
However, when Summer walked in, he stopped her.
The attendant raised his chin and looked at Summer, his eyes flashing with disdain, “What are you doing here?”
Summer lowered her head and looked at her clothes. It was indeed a bit shabby, but she still said calmly, “Eat”
She was about to walk in, but the attendant refused to let her in, “We are a high-end club. Not everyone can get in here”
He had seen too many gold-diggers coming here to look for a sugar daddy. Most of those women were beautiful, but this
woman was so ugly and dressed so shabbily. Letting her in was simply downgrading the clubhouse.
Summer pouted her mouth. She didn’t want to go in, either.
After Leonardo entered, he found that Summer did not follow him. When he turned around to look for her, he heard the attendant’'s words.
He walked over and stretched out his long arm to pull Summer behind him. He looked at the attendant with a cold face,
“What's your name?"
Most of the people who came to this clubhouse were either rich or powerful. So, attendants here should a good eye on the guests.
Leonardo was tall and dominant. The attendant immediately became cowardly and stammered, “Al ... Alfred”
Hearing this, Leonardo only gave him a cold glance and pulled Summer inside. Nobody dared to stop them now.
Leonardo was tall and walked fast. But Summer was much shorter than him. She was always half a step behind him.
Although he was an unscrupulous playboy, his palms were so warm, which made Summer relaxed. Summer raised her head
and looked at his broad shoulders in a daze.
Apart from Jessica, this was the first time someone had protected her like this.
The sound of the elevator door opening pulled her thoughts back.
She raised her head and found that Leonardo had stopped. He looked at her meaningfully.
Summer quickly pulled back the hand he was holding as if she was electrocuted. She panicked and entered the elevator.
She had been holding hands with “Douglas” all the way.
After Leonardo entered the elevator, Summer stood at the farthest corner from him.
Leonardo glanced at her indifferently and said in a deep voice, “Why are you standing so far away? Can I eat you?”
Summer turned her head away and ignored him.
After arriving at the private room, Summer thought that she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. But she didn’t expect to see someone else in the room.
The man was dressed in a striped suit, wearing very elegant gold-rimmed glasses. He was handsome and gentle. His
outstanding temperament was the proof that he was either rich or powerful.
Everyone in the entertainment industry would recognize this man. He was Carl Jones, the CEO of the Tip Top Media Company!
Carl seemed to sense her gaze. He looked up at Summer and smiled warmly.
Leonardo walked to the dining table, pulled up a chair and pressed Summer onto it. He looked at Carl and said, “My cousin-
in-law”
Carl seemed to be shocked for a moment, as if he had heard something interesting. The smile in his eyes deepened, and he said seriously, “Mrs. Emerson”
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