Predestined Marriage

Chapter 265 Villa on Fire

Leonardo walked over with his usual cold face.

Summer gave him a sneer and threw the subpoena on the table beside her. "So, all I need to do is stay Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

in this birdcage and wait for the court date. I just have to stand in the dock and let your family slander

me, right?"

Leonardo stood in front of her, his aura cold and oppressive.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "No."

Summer froze for a moment.

Leonardo looked at her and repeated, "That won't happen."

Summer sneered, "Whatever you say."

Anyway, she no longer believed his words.

After all that happened, she would no longer trust Leonardo like a fool.

Last night, she wondered why Leonardo would come home for the night.

It turned out he knew the subpoena would come today.

After breakfast, Leonardo left again.

Maybe he went to the company, or the hospital.

He had many things to do recently.

Summer stood in front of the French window on the second floor and watched Leonardo get into the

car and leave. She took out her phone and called Jessica.

"Jessica, I want to ask you a favor."

"Go ahead." Jessica would never refuse her.

And Summer would never ask her for too much.

"Get some reporters or paparazzi to Leonardo's villa."

When Jessica heard this, she was confused and her tone became serious, "Summer, what are you

doing?"

"I know what I'm doing." Summer paused for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it."

When Jessica heard her words, she asked no more.

After hanging up the phone, Summer sat quietly for a while and began to throw things.

She smashed everything that could be smashed.

The sound brought the servants over.

It was chaos. When they saw her, Summer was holding a lamp and was about to smash it to the floor.

Her cold face and determination reminded them of Leonardo.

Summer threw the lamp onto the floor.

Bang!

It was torn into piece.

When she raised her head, they saw no expression in her eyes. She said coldly, "Leave me alone."

When the servants heard this, they didn't dare to come in. They just looked at Summer nervously,

afraid that she would do something to hurt herself.

If anything happened to Summer, there would be no tomorrow for them.

A servant tried to comfort her, "Mrs. Emerson, don't worry. We won't come in."

At this moment, Ava walked over.

Seeing the mess in the room, Ava was shocked, "Mrs. Emerson, what happened? Would it be fine if I

called Mr. Emerson?"

"Don't call him." Summer took two steps forward, avoiding the rubbish. "Just leaves me alone, and you

are not allowed to call Leonardo. I am very annoyed now, and I don't want to see all of you. Just get out

of here."

Ava cried out with an awkward expression, "Mrs. Emerson!"

Summer frowned and looked at her, "You, too!"

Ava had never seen Summer act in such an unreasonable manner.

After working in the villa for so long, it was the first time she had seen Summer lose her temper.

Considering what had happened recently, Ava understood.

She turned around and instructed the others, "Let's go."

They went out and walked into the courtyard.

It was still cold. Summer stood in front of the window and watched them trembling in the wind. She also

saw a bodyguard calling Leonardo.

She didn't have much time.

Summer took out her winter sports clothes in the cloakroom and found herself a cap. She put her

laptop, household register, passport and other necessities together in a bag, and carried it downstairs.

She carried her bag to the kitchen.

Behind the kitchen was a lumber room with a back door for servants to handle groceries.

But the back door was also guarded by bodyguards.

Summer put her bag in the lumber room and found a tank of gasoline. After locking the back door, she

walked to the hall and closed the door, locking it from inside.

Although she didn't know why Leonardo put gasoline at home, it was of great use to her now.

Summer carried the gasoline up to the second floor and slowly poured it down the corridor all the way

to the hall.

She lit the lighter and looked in the direction of the door.

Outside the door, a bodyguard realized something was wrong and was knocking on the door.

"Mrs. Emerson! Mrs. Emerson, are you alright?"

Summer did not hesitate and threw the lighter onto the sofa with gasoline on it. The sofa immediately lit

up.

With a loud boom, the fire burned all the way to the second floor. The fire spread quickly.

Summer quickly returned to the lumber room behind the kitchen, took her bag and hid behind the door.

The fire was burning from the sofa in the living room to the corridor on the second floor, which was

exactly the center of the villa. After seven or eight minutes, the fire grew stronger, the bodyguards tried

to break in.

There were a lot of them. Some of them tried to smash through main entrance door, while others tried

the back door.

There weren't many bodyguards in the back door, and they quickly broke it open and rushed in.

Recently, the news about Mr. Charlie had gone viral online, and all the servants and bodyguards in the

villa knew about it.

Summer was just a young lady in her early twenties. It was natural for them to think Summer would

commit suicide under such great pressure.

Therefore, they thought Summer lit the villa to kill herself.

They smashed the door open and rushed into the villa.

Summer seized the opportunity and snuck out when they were trying to put out the fire.

The villa was built halfway up a hill. Summer guessed that he had already bought the whole area when

he built the villa because there were no other villas nearby.

That also facilitated Summer's escape.

She hid in the woods and watched coldly as all the bodyguards and servants rushed into the villa.

However, they all ran out because of the fire. Smoke could be seen rising into the air above the villa.

Then, two cars stopped at the door.

Some reporters got off and began to take pictures. And they also kept asking the servants and

bodyguards questions.

It was rather chaotic.

Summer curled her lips and turned around to go down the hill along a path.

She had made her point.

In the past twenty years, she had already had enough in the Jarrett family.

She put up with it because Karen was her biological mother.

After what happened to Charlie, she put up with all the blame, because she trusted Leonardo.

But they all let her down.

Perhaps Leonardo did not lie to her. He would not let her sit in the dock and be slandered by others.

But she did not want to entrust her destiny to a man in such a humble way.