Summer sneered, "I don't expect it's you."
But it was understandable. Douglas was young and immature, and was not as cautious and intelligent as Leonardo, but he would never trust someone so easily.
Summer was deceived by Stanley back then. And Stanley was son to Lester. The son was so good at deceiving people, then the father would be only better than the son.
Moreover, the whole world thought Lester was dead. But in fact, he didn't.
Lester smiled, "Ms. Summer, don't be so surprised. We should have met a long time ago. But something unexpected happened, so I have to delay our meeting."
He paused for a while, as if he remembered something bad. He frowned and quickly recovered, "However, although it's a little late, it doesn't matter."
"What do you mean we should have met a long time ago?" Summer asked him.
strange look. It looked like he wasn't looking at a person, but an
she was in.
change of Summer's
As Lester spoke, he
Summer's bed, as if he wanted to have a long talk with
she was not sure. She looked
talented child I have ever seen in my life. He had a future ahead of him so great that even my own
wants to kill me." Lester sighed, "It broke
listened to Lester's chattering, knowing
about his sons. Summer was impatient, "Just say what you are going to
to talk to you for a while longer. Forget