Predestined Marriage

Chapter 137: They're More Miserable

Hearing Summer's words, Lynn fell into deep thought.

After a while, he shook his head, "No."

Back then, when Lynn's father went abroad, he had told Lynn to run the Jarrett Group well. If nothing

unexpected happened, Lynn's father would probably spend the rest of his life abroad.

"Dad, we can't be optimistic about the current situation. You know better than me how important brand

image is to an enterprise. Everything that has happened during this period of time has done a lot of

damage to the Jarrett Group."

Before Summer could finish her sentence, Lynn interrupted her, "How are you getting along with

Leonardo?"

"I don't know how Summer and Leonardo get along. She gets along well with Douglas’. Today, the two

of them are eating together and flirting in public."

After Vicky finished speaking, she smiled and turned to Summer, "Am I right?"

Summer did not even look at Vicky. She just said to Lynn, "Leonardo is lukewarm, and that's all."

She didn't know why she was helping Leonardo lie.

Lynn frowned fiercely, "Summer, Leonardo is your husband. How..."

Summer knew that Lynn was planning to use Leonardo again. She was tired of hearing such words.

She interrupted Lynn and said resolutely, "Do you want Leonardo to help you like he did last time?

Impossible. If the Jarrett Group continues like this, it will be taken over sooner or later. Maybe I should

sell the Jarrett Group's shares directly when they are still worth a little money."

Hearing this, Lynn's expression changed drastically, "Summer, you're crazy!"

"I'm afraid I'm not the only one who wants to sell shares. Other people who own shares in the company

probably have the same idea as me that it would be better to find a generous buyer."

Summer's words were like the sword of Damocles for Lynn.

Lynn stared at Summer with a ferocious expression and said, "How dare you!"

"Why don't I dare? My shares are legal, so of course I can buy or sell them!"

Hearing her words, Lynn was speechless with rage.

"Think about it yourself." After Summer finished speaking, she turned around and went out.

As soon as she went out, her phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number in Hoover City.

Summer picked up the phone. A middle-aged man's voice sounded on the phone.

"Excuse me, is this Douglas’ sister?"

Summer was stunned for a moment, "Yes, I am his sister."

"I'm Douglas’ head teacher. Something happened to him at school. We need his parents to help us

solve it."

Summer asked with concern, "What happened to him?"

"Douglas is fine. He..." The teacher paused for a moment and said, "He had a fight with other

classmates. He is fine, but the classmates he fought against are not."

Summer breathed a sigh of relief, "I see. I'll be right over."

...

Summer left the Jarrett Group and took a taxi. When she got on the car, she called Leonardo.

However, Leonardo might be busy and didn't answer the phone.

Douglas' school was not far from the Jarrett Group, and it was only ten minutes away.

Summer met Douglas' head teacher.

She nodded slightly, "Hello."

"Hello." The head teacher nodded. Douglas was a good-looking child in the class. He didn't expect that

Douglas' sister was also so beautiful. Indeed, the genes of his family were good.

Seeing the head teacher staring at her all the time, she asked him, "Can you tell me about the general

situation?"

"Yes. It's said that Douglas had a quarrel with other students. And they threw a tantrum and started

fighting. However, Douglas beat up his classmates badly. You should teach him a lesson as his

parents."

Summer frowned. She did not like the way the teacher talked.

She said seriously, "Sir, you don't even know what's going on right now and you let me teach Douglas a

lesson. Is it fair?"

When Summer smiled, her eyes were charming, but when she stared at people, it would send a chill

down their spine.

The head teacher explained immediately, "I didn't mean it. I just feel that Douglas struck too hard."

Summer said, "I see, but I want to see my brother first."

The class teacher nodded, "They're in my office. We'll be right there."

Summer saw Douglas in the office.

His face was hurt, with his curly hair in a mess and his clothes torn, like a stray dog picked up from a

garbage dump.

He straightened his back and stood there, his expression stubborn, looking somewhat unruly and

undisciplined.

Perhaps it was because he was living with Leonardo, and his indifferent expression was even a bit

threatening, but it was far from that of Leonardo.

When he saw Summer, his restraint immediately collapsed. He blinked his eyes and looked pitifully at

Summer, "Summer."

Looking at him like this, Summer felt a little concerned.

Summer walked over and touched his curly hair, "Are you hurt?"

"No." Douglas shook his head and said in a low voice that only Summer could hear, "I just had my

clothes torn. They are more miserable."

They?

Summer turned around and saw two other boys in the office.

However, there were more injuries on those two faces than on Douglas'. Both of them were seated,

and Douglas was the only one standing alone.

Douglas was the unreasonable child, and he wouldn't hit others for no reason. Should Douglas stand

while the other boys sit just because they got more injuries?

Summer turned to look at the teacher. "Didn't you say that they were seriously injured? Why don't you

send them to the hospital?"

"This ... is what their parents mean." The head teacher was a little awkward.

Douglas was not studying in a noble school, and his classmates were from ordinary families. When

their children were beaten and injured, the parents were just trying to extort money.

Summer smiled mockingly.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded from outside the door, "Is my son here?"

With that, a fat woman pushed open the door and entered. When her gaze fell on a boy on the sofa,

she wiped her tears and hugged him, "How did my precious son get beaten up like this...?"

She cried loudly. Summer covered her ears and glanced at the head teacher.

The head teacher came forward and advised, "Don't cry. Let's find out the truth first."

"Find out? How are we going to figure this out? My son is already like this. Of course they have to pay

for the medical expenses!" The fat woman said loudly.

When Summer heard this, she said, "We can pay for the medical expenses, but now we have to make Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

things clear. Douglas, tell me, why did you fight against them?"

Douglas did not immediately reply and looked down.

Summer was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

Douglas remained silent without any expression.

The fat woman stopped crying and said in a sour tone, "What other reason can there be? Because he's

such a bastard! How could anyone beat up a classmate like this? Look at my poor baby

son..."