There must be someone who deliberately handed Trevin the evidence pointing at Stanley.

As for the one to give this evidence to Trevin....

Summer looked down and laughed mockingly. Who else could it be besides Leonardo?

Leonardo was planning to let Trevin deal with Stanley, so he could take advantage of it?

Summer suddenly remembered the sanatorium Karen said Stanley would go to every week.

Trevin should know something about Stanley, right?

The next day, after Summer drove Rosie to the kindergarten, she asked Trevin out for coffee.

Trevin lowered his voice as if he was afraid that others would hear him. "I'm stalking. I'll have coffee with you sometime."

Summer frowned and thought for a moment before asking him. "Are you following Stanley?"

"Yes." Trevin did not deny it.

Summer sighed. "It's useless."

Stanley was so vigilant that he had probably already noticed that Trevin was following him, but he didn't expose him.

"Whether it's useful or not, I'll know after I try. I want to see what Stanley has been doing all day!" Trevin sounded like he was gnashing his teeth.

Summer kept silent for a moment and said. "Be careful."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, Summer was a little distracted. Trevin should know that he couldn't defeat Stanley. However, he still wanted to follow Stanley.

It was not because he was stupid, but because he wanted to do what he could. It was as if she and Leonardo were fighting over custody.

She knew that she had little chance of winning, but she still had to do it, by all means. Yeah, she had already become an unscrupulous person.

When Summer passed by her former residential area, she saw a familiar figure from afar.

It was Spencer, whom she had met at the wedding.

He walked towards the entrance of the block and stopped at the doorman, as if he was inquiring about something.

She could park on this part of the road, so Summer pulled over to see what Spencer was going to do.

Spencer stopped at the doorman for a moment, turned around, opened the door, and got in the car.

What exactly was Spencer doing here? Was he looking for her?

Just as Summer was wondering, her phone rang. The number looked familiar.

She glanced at Spencer's car on the other side. Spencer did not drive away immediately after getting in the car.

Summer looked at Spencer's car in the distance and answered the phone. "Hello."

"Summer, it's me." Spencer's voice came from the phone.

Summer said calmly. "What's up?"

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