Arriving at the airport, Summer drove her car into the parking lot and left with her luggage.
After she passed the security check, she waited in the lounge until she was about to board the plane before calling Leonardo.
After the call was connected, Summer asked first, "Are you busy?"
Leonardo's low voice came from the other side, "I'm not busy."
Summer bit her lips, not knowing how to say it.
At this time, Leonardo suddenly asked, "Are you at the airport?"
Summer was shocked. Now the words would be totally stuck with her.
Leonardo didn't seem to have any intention of listening to her and directly asked, "Is it time to board the plane?"
"Yes." Summer said stiffly.
"Why..." She wanted to ask Leonardo how he knew that she was at the airport and was about to board the plane.
She specifically found a corner where she could hardly hear the radio and called Leonardo.
Leonardo interrupted her, "Call me when you arrive."
"Leonardo, you..."
"Board the plane first."
"Alright."
Summer hung up and stared at her phone in a daze.
Leonardo wasn't furious as she expected. He even reminded her to board the plane first...
Summer looked through the call log and confirmed that the phone number she had just dialed was indeed Leonardo's. Only then did she put her phone back into her pocket.
But she didn't have time to think about it anymore. The broadcast was urging her to board.
Summer got on the plane and was still thinking about Leonardo's reaction. His calmness was beyond her expectation.
The Emerson Group, the president's office.
Hearing the beep that reminded him the phone was hung up, Leonardo took the phone and looked at it for two seconds. Then, as if he could not endure anymore, he tossed it out.
When Leonardo picked up Summer's phone calmly, Tim felt that something was wrong. It turned out that he was bearing his anger.
"Mr. Emerson, now that you don't want Mrs. Emerson to go alone, why don't you let someone stop her?" Tim couldn't help but said.
"I've already said that her matter is mine. How could I not care about Stanley!" Leonardo sneered, his expression a little gloomy, "If she wants to go, let her go! I don't allow anyone to follow her!"
"Yes," Tim nodded slightly.
He had been with Leonardo for so many years. Although he didn't dare to say that he understood Leonardo completely, he felt that he understood Leonardo very well on matters related to Summer.
Regarding Summer, no matter how fierce and ruthless Leonardo was on the mouth, he would compromise in the end.
No matter what and when, it was the same.
Good things are a long time in coming.
Tim looked up at Leonardo and asked tentatively, "Mr. Emerson, if there's nothing else, I will go out first."
Leonardo didn't say anything and Tim went out.
Summer's plane arrived at her destination the next morning.
After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, Summer was a little tired, but her spirits weren't bad.
She got into the taxi and called Leonardo.
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