In a private room of the Golden Cauldron Club.

Carl and Leonardo sat face to face. The atmosphere in the private room was somewhat tense.

Carl fiddled with the lighter in his hand. Finally, he threw the lighter onto the table irritably.

"Why do you seem to be unhappy? You're getting married, right?" He definitely couldn't compare to Leonardo in terms of composure, so he might as well take the initiative to speak.

Leonardo's tone was very faint. "I'm a little tired."

It was good to see him exhausted! However, Carl only dared to think this in his heart.

He picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip of wine. Then he said, "I thought you wouldn't feel tired."

"What on hell do you want to tell me?" Leonardo also took a sip with an impatient expression."

Carl was furious when he saw him like this.

"I shouldn't have called you!" Carl looked at Leonardo with a mocking expression. "Alright, you're going to marry Amber. And Summer is also planning to start over. It's good that you two are separated just like this. Why should I meddle in this?"

As he spoke, he took another sip of wine. He felt unspeakable irritation.

He had thought that with his understanding of Leonardo, he would never give up a woman he loved. However, he did not expect that Leonardo and Summer would eventually break up after experiencing so much together.

It was as if there was nothing that couldn't be broken and there was no relationship that couldn't be destroyed. After so many years, he and Jessica had experienced a lot too. Although they had never been together, they had never fallen love with anyone else.

He felt that as long as they were not with other people, they could be perceived as being together.

But recently, he began to feel a sense of crisis. Things about people's relationships changed too much, and no one could predict anything.

Leonardo's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression became gloomier, but he still didn't say anything.

Carl could no longer know whether he was angry or with other emotions. It was as if he was competing with himself.

The more Carl thought about it, the more irritated he became. He didn't stop drinking.

When he was almost half-drunk, Carl heard Leonardo ask him, "Is Summer and Trevin together?"

"Not yet." Carl shook his head. He picked up the glass and found that there was no more wine in it.copy right hot novel pub