Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)

Chapter 152: The Waiter Was More Considerate Than Him

After the two women saw Summer, they became panicked. Then, they pretended to be calm and called

her, "Mrs. Emerson."

"What are you chatting about? Can I join you?"

Summer sat directly between the two women. She raised her head and sat straight, putting her hands

on the skirt. Her two straight legs crossed together, and she put on a standard beautiful and graceful

sitting posture.

She took etiquette lessons when she was in college, otherwise she would have been timid to come to

such a dinner party.

The two women had awkward expressions, knowing that Summer had heard their conversation just

now.

Anyone who is not shameless would feel embarrassed when he or she is found to be talking about

others behind their backs.

"Mrs. Emerson, of course you can. We are so honored that you are willing to chat with us." One of

them flattered her hurriedly.

Another woman replied immediately, "Yes, Mrs. Emerson, you have such good skin. What's your

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Summer's had fair skin, and the woman was a little envious.

"Secret?" Summer turned to look at her. Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, revealing a very surprised

expression. "I never take care of my skin. I was born with it."

After Summer finished speaking, she glanced at the woman's face and then got closer curiously to see

her. "You have such a beautiful chin, are you born with it?"

"Of course," the woman said proudly.

"Oh? Then it is okay if I poke it, right?" Summer revealed an eager expression.

In Hoover Film Academy, there were many beautiful girls. Those who had plastic surgery could be seen

at a glance.

When the woman heard this, her expression changed slightly, "Well ... my chin ... doesn't feel well. Mrs.

Emerson, please be gentle ...."

Summer smiled. "Alright."

Her smile made the woman shiver.

Just as Summer reached out her hand, the woman reached out nervously to cover her face.

Unexpectedly, because she was too nervous, her palm hit her chin.

"My chin!" The woman screamed and got up to run away.

Seeing that, another woman beside her widened her eyes. "Did she have surgery on her chin?"

"Yes." Summer blinked at her and leaned over mysteriously, "By the way, she also had surgery on her

breasts."

The woman's eyes widened even more, "That bitch! She said she hadn't done plastic surgery! She

even dared to lure my boyfriend!"

After saying that, the woman got up and left aggressively.

Summer was speechless.

She was just unhappy that they said she had plastic surgery and wanted to give them a lesson, but she

didn't expect they had conflict first.

"I've been looking for you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be here."

She suddenly heard Adams's voice. Summer looked up and saw that Adams stood in front of her.

His face was slightly red, and he seemed to have drunk quite a bit of wine.

Summer moved to the side and made way for Adams to sit.

"Adams, have you seen Douglas?" She wanted to go back. Anyway, she had nothing to do now.

Adams smiled and shook his head, "I didn't see him. I don't know where he is. I'll call him later."

"Okay."

There was a waiter passing by. Summer said to him, "Please give us a cup of hot water."

The waiter quickly brought a cup of hot water. Summer took it and handed it to Adams, "Adams, have

you drunk a lot?"

Adams was suddenly stunned for a moment and he said, "Not much."

After he finished speaking, he reached out to get the cup in Summer's hand, but he held Summer's

hand instead.

Summer got an unfamiliar feeling from her hand. She was so shocked that she was about to let go of

the cup. However, Adams held her hand, and she held the cup. So, she could not let go of it even if she

wanted to.

Summer was a little disgusted to be touched by him, but she thought that Adams was drunk, so she

frowned and said patiently, "Adams, you're drunk. You're holding my hand, not the cup."

Adams held her hand tightly as if he hadn't heard her and didn't have the slightest intention of letting

go.

Summer struggled for a moment, but she did not break free.

She frowned and was about to stand up when a familiar figure suddenly appeared and hit Adams's

wrist. But Adams still did not let go of her hand.

Summer raised her head and saw Leonardo's gloomy face.

Seeing that Adams did not let go of her hand, he directly pulled Summer's hand out.

Adams clenched her hand tightly. When Summer's hand was forcefully pulled out, the back of her

fingers was red. It hurt a little, and the water in the cup also spilled out, most onto Summer's body.

"Rachel..."

The red dress was soaked by water. It was originally very thin, and it looked very indecent after being

soaked.

Leonardo took off his suit and draped it over Summer's body. Then, he instructed, "Send Adams back."

At this time, Summer discovered that Liam was behind Leonardo.

"You..."

Summer wanted to ask him why he had come, but just as she opened her mouth, Leonardo brutally

pulled him towards the back door of the dinner party hall.

They were not far from the back door of the dinner party hall. Leonardo walked very fast, as if he didn't

want to hear Summer's words at all.

Summer was forcefully pulled out by him. She wore high heels and had walked for so long at the dinner

party. Her legs were sore and her feet hurt. She could not keep up with Leonardo's speed at this

moment. She sprained her ankle the moment she went out of the back door.

Summer gasped for pain. But Leonardo was angry and did not notice her condition at all and even

pulled her towards the elevator.

Summer sprained her ankle again unexpectedly.

She was in so much pain that tears were about to come out of her eyes. She couldn't help but shout at

Leonardo, "Let go of me!"

Only then did Leonardo stop. When he turned to look at her, his face was still gloomy.

However, when he saw Summer's tearful appearance, his expression changed immediately. He

lowered his head to take a look and asked, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

Summer sneered. "Thank you."

Leonardo squatted down to look at her feet. Summer endured the pain and took a step back. She bent

down to take off her shoes and threw them at him directly. Then she walked barefoot.

A waiter from the hotel passed by and looked at her curiously.

Summer glanced at the waiter coldly, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone walk

barefoot?"

The well-trained waiter bent down quickly and said, "Excuse me, do you need me to call a doctor for

you?"

Summer turned to look at Leonardo. He was still standing there with an unfathomable expression.

She gave him a mocking smile. A waiter was more considerate than him.