Predestined Marriage

Chapter 320 Auntie, Can You Explain It?

Leonardo looked at these question marks and smiled.

He lightly tapped his long finger on the screen. "Go to sleep."

Summer read the two messages sent by Leonardo again and again.

They were only five words in total.

"Then call me tomorrow. Come back early. I'm going to bed."

Summer sent the message and only received two words from Leonardo. "Good night."

Leonardo put away his phone, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to visit Violet.

He chose to come to Country M at night so that he wouldn't be discovered so quickly by Michael.

If he came to during the day, Michael would know that he had come to Violet because he didn’t show

up in the company.

He rushed over overnight. Right now, Michael should already know that he had come to Country M.

However, it would take more than ten hours by plane from Hoover City to Country M. Even if Michael

wanted to come, he would arrive at least ten hours later.

Leonardo had more than ten hours to "talk" to Violet, so he wasn't in a hurry.

The hall was very quiet, and Violet was not there.

Leonardo asked the servant, "Where is Violet?"

The servant replied respectfully, "She is resting in her room."

Leonardo looked upstairs. Although he hadn't been to Violet's house for many years, he still

remembered her room.

He went upstairs and walked to Violet's room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Auntie."

There was no response in the room. Leonardo raised the corners of his lips and left without a smile.

After a long while, Violet came downstairs.

"Leonardo, long time no see." Violet said apologetically, "I was sleeping. I heard you calling me in a

daze and thought I was dreaming." From NôvelDrama.Org.

"If you are tired, you can rest more."

Leonardo said in an indifferent tone without a hint of any emotions, but his gaze did not leave Violet.

Violet was uncomfortable with his gaze. She forced a smile, "It's OK. I'm not young and it is summer, so

I always feel sleepy."

"Auntie, you must take good care of your health. Don't follow my grandfather. My eldest brother is still

single and childless."

Leonardo's voice was low and deep, and he slowed down his speed, so it sounded a bit gloomy.

Violet froze for a moment before turning the topic to Charlie, "How is my father? Is he getting any

better?"

Leonardo tilted his head slightly, knocking the armrest of the sofa beside him with his long fingers, and

said indifferently, "Why don't you go back with uncle? My brother and Douglas are there."

"Your uncle and I have been thinking about this recently..." Violet looked down to avoid eye contact with

Leonardo.

The two of them kept talking about insignificant matters.

Leonardo had been observing Violet and discovered that every time she looked at him, she would

glance away immediately and change her sitting posture occasionally.

As an Emerson, Violet was trained by a special etiquette teacher since childhood. She had always

been elegant. However, her current actions were indicating her nervousness and uneasiness.

Leonardo thought it was the right time.

After Violet finished speaking, Leonardo did not say anything.

The hall was quiet for a few seconds. When Violet reached out for the glass of water in front of her for

the third time, Leonardo said faintly, "Auntie, I come here today because I have something to ask you."

As if she was frightened, Violet suddenly retracted her hand and said, "What is it?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that she was overreacting just now, so she could only fetch a

glass of water and take a sip.

Leonardo took out the DNA test report and threw it on the coffee table in front of him.

Violet glanced at him before slowly reaching out to get the DNA test report.

Her face turned pale bit by bit. In the end, her entire face was filled with panic. She was too nervous to

utter a complete sentence, "This ... Leonardo ... this..."

Leonardo looked coldly at Violet's panicked look and said in a cold tone, "Auntie, can you explain it?

Everyone knows that you and uncle were together when you were studying abroad and you gave birth

to Adams at the age of eighteen, but why Adams’s biological father is your elder brother?"

Leonardo emphasized his last two words.

When he was young, Michael and his mother seemed to be in love.

However, when Leonardo grew up and looked back to his childhood, he felt that their affection was an

illusion.

Adults were very good at acting and deceiving people.

After a long while, Violet didn’t say a single word, and the entire hall was filled with dead silence.

Violet tried to calm down and said in a trembling voice, "Adams is Michael's son, but you have to

believe that he really loves your mother..."

Leonardo sneered and didn't say anything.

Violet probably understood what she said could not convince Leonardo.

After a pause, Violet continued, "At that time, I was indeed pregnant. However, my child was born

prematurely and died not long after. Your father took over the Emerson Group and had a lot of social

interactions. Women with ulterior motives tried their best to get him. Although he wanted to send that

woman away, Adams was his flesh and blood. And my child died, so he gave Adams to me."

It sounded flawless.

What she said was reasonable and well-founded.

Leonardo did not express his opinion, but asked, "Does Adams know about this?"

"He ... Maybe he knows." Violet was somewhat hesitant.

Leonardo asked, "Does uncle know about this?"

Violet's expression had returned to normal, and whispered, "Yes, Nathan knows."

Leonardo narrowed his eyes slightly. "Uncle is not at home. Where did he go?"

Violet smiled and said, "He has been holding an exhibition recently and has been out for more than a

month."

Just as she finished speaking, a servant walked over and said, "Madam, the dinner is ready."

"Alright, let's eat first. You should be hungry too." Violet stood up and said gently.

She regained her elegance as an artist’s wife, and there was no trace of panic on her face.

Leonardo looked down and followed her to the dining room.

In front of the huge dining table, there were only two of them eating. Neither of them spoke, and it was

somewhat awkward.

After a while, Leonardo put down his chopsticks and said, "I am full."

Violet watched as Leonardo left the room, and her expression gradually changed.