Predestined Marriage

Chapter 205: Be Hit to Death by Rotten Eggs

Summer was dumbfounded for a moment before she came to herself. The bodyguard kept the

reporters from her, "We don't accept interviews."

Tim also got out of the car and protected Summer as she entered the villa.

She couldn't help but look back.

Those reporters were stopped by tall bodyguards, but they didn't give up and tried to squeeze in with

their cameras on their shoulders, causing their hair and faces to almost distort.

Summer was dazzled by the light of the magnesium lamps from such a distance.

There were always many rubberneckers in this world. They didn't care about the truth, only paying

attention to what they wanted to see. And they didn't care about how you would be affected by these

things.

There was no sympathy in this world, and she had to rely on herself after all.

Summer thought as she walked into the hall of the Jarrett's villa.

After such a thing happened, the Jarretts did not dare to go out. Other than Lynn who went to the

company, everyone else was at home.

When the servant saw Summer enter, she informed the rest of the Jarretts.

When she entered, Karen and Alexander just came downstairs.

Seeing Summer, Karen greeted her, "Summer."

"Hi, Mom." Summer looked down and answered without any expression. Then, she turned to Alexander

and said, "Hi, grandpa."

Karen followed Alexander to the hall and said carefully, "You talk first. I'll make some tea."

A trace of ridicule flashed through Summer's eyes. Karen actually didn't care about such a big thing

happening to her, and she only wanted to please Alexander.

Karen had lived her entire life with caution. She was always pleasing Lynn, Vicky and her sibling, or

Alexander.

She was busy pleasing everyone in the Jarretts, but she had never cared for the daughter she had

given life to.

She had never thought that she should care about such a big matter.

It seemed that she was used to ignoring Summer.

After Karen left, Alexander pondered for a moment and then said, "I know everything on the Internet. I

have grounded your sister. She is still so foolish at such an old age!"

There was a hint of hatred in his tone, but maybe he was just comforting her.

"I want to see her." That was why Summer returned today.

Alexander did not refuse. He asked the servant to bring her upstairs to see Vicky.

Just as she reached Vicky's room, she heard Vicky's angry roar from inside.

"Let me out!"

"You bitches, I'll come out and deal with you! Get the hell out of here!"

After cursing a few times, she seemed to be tired and stopped.

When the servant saw Summer coming over, she respectfully bowed and greeted her, "Miss Summer."

Summer nodded gently, "Open the door."

Alexander made the grounding pretty formal. He locked Vicky's door and even asked the servants to

guard.

The servant opened the door and Summer walked in.

Vicky sat on the sofa with her phone in her hand. Maybe because she was reading something

interesting, she was smiling sweetly at this moment, and she didn't even notice Summer walking in.

Summer narrowed her eyes slightly and said indifferently, "What made you so happy?"

Vicky was so devoted that Summer's voice caught her off guard. Only then did she look at Summer

with a fierce expression, "Are you a ghost? Don't you make a sound when you come in?"

Summer did not say anything and walked straight to her.

Vicky put down her phone and said proudly, "Oh, it's you, Ishmael. You actually dare to go out now.

Aren't you afraid of being hit to death by rotten eggs?"

After Vicky finished speaking, she even curled her lips proudly. The expression on her face also Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

became a little dark.

"Yes, that's why I came to find you." Summer's lips curled up, but she didn't smile. She was cold and

calm, not afraid at all.

What Vicky hated the most was Summer's appearance of never being defeated.

She wanted to see Summer collapse and go crazy.

"You are really shameless. You can still act like nothing happened while being called the home-

wrecker." Vicky gritted her teeth.

Vicky sat on the sofa and Summer stood in front of her. She looked down at her condescendingly, "Tell

me about the photo of the marriage certificate."

Summer was wearing Jessica's clothes today. Jessica's clothes were all great brands. This set of

clothes with a sweater inside and a very cool leather coat with rivets outside made her colder.

When she looked down at Vicky from above, her aura was extremely imposing.

Vicky was about to tell the truth unconsciously, "It is...."

Suddenly, she realized that she was talking to Summer.

Why should she tell Summer the truth? Was she crazy?

"Anyway, you just need to know that the photo of the marriage certificate is real. And you, Summer,

have always been the home-wrecker!" Vicky deliberately emphasized her last sentence.

Summer's expression did not change, but her hands already curled into fists.

"I know it even if you don't tell me." Summer took a deep breath and calmed down a little, "It was

Adams who gave it to you."

Vicky hurriedly explained, "I don't understand what you're talking about. Adams is in the show

business. How did he get that kind of picture? You are overthinking."

No one dared to look into the eyes of others when they were lying.

Vicky was the same.

Summer felt that she was wrong. Nothing in this world was impossible.

Back then, she felt that a person like Adams would definitely not fall for Vicky.

But in the end, Adams plotted with Vicky against her and Leonardo.

Summer glanced at her and sat down opposite her, saying indifferently, "It seems that Adams is not so

nice to you. You don't even know his true identity."

She noticed that whenever she mentioned Adams, Vicky would become very nervous.

It seemed that Vicky truly loved Adams.

In the past, Jerome and other men had never made Vicky so nervous.

"This is my room. Get out of here immediately." Vicky pointed at the door and shouted at Summer.

Summer did not show the slightest anger. She stood up and said, "Goodbye then."

She had come here today only to confirm whether Vicky and Adams had worked together to do this.

Since she already knew the answer, there was no point in staying any longer.

The photograph of the marriage certificate must have been given to Vicky by Adams. She was used by

Adams.