Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 130 - 67: The Last Page of the Family Tree

Chapter 130: Chapter 67: The Last Page of the Family Tree

Summer Fairmont was thinking of going directly to find Artie Vaughn to ask, but when she came out of the old castle, she saw Artie’s Brabus driving from afar.

Originally about to get in her car, Summer Fairmont simply stood by her car, waiting for Artie.

When Artie’s car came fully into Summer Fairmont’s line of sight, the driver was not The Pouting Siren but her "Nation’s Gentleman" brother.

Summer Fairmont glanced intently at the inside of the car, and it was still only Leo Vaughn inside.

There was no one else in the front passenger seat or backseat.

For a moment, Summer Fairmont, who originally had a stomach full of questions, didn’t know what to say.

She and Leo Vaughn weren’t close enough to always have something to say.

Summer Fairmont didn’t care why Leo Vaughn had come back; she planned to drive directly to find Artie.

"Hello Summer." The Nation’s Gentleman hesitated briefly, then took the initiative to greet her.

"What’s up?" Summer Fairmont’s response was simple and direct. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Well... just wait for a moment." Leo Vaughn moved to the trunk, taking out the will documents that Summer Fairmont had just discovered missing.

Hieronymus’s will, appearing in Leo Vaughn’s hand, made Summer Fairmont quite displeased.

If the will lawyer hadn’t found her with Artie Vaughn happened to be nearby, Summer Fairmont wouldn’t have mentioned her connection with the Brunschwig Distillery.

Even though Artie happened to be there, Summer Fairmont didn’t show her the contents of the will.

It wasn’t that she felt her relationship with Artie hadn’t reached that point, but she hadn’t decided herself whether to open it.

Besides knowing Summer Fairmont was about to inherit over six hundred barrels, enough to fill a hundred thousand bottles of whiskey, Artie had no more information.

When did Leo Vaughn take the will documents?

Why did he take them?

Yesterday, Gordon Sterling and Artie Vaughn followed the ambulance to send Sean Lowell to the hospital.

Summer Fairmont drove her Snake King Pickup closely behind, and the last one, Leo Vaughn, casually took away Hieronymus’s will documents?

Took them just to blatantly return them like this?

Summer Fairmont didn’t know the logic behind Leo Vaughn’s actions, but she knew she wasn’t pleased.

The more people involved in her past, the harder it was for her to completely say goodbye to it.

Summer Fairmont looked at Leo Vaughn, expressionless but with a piercing gaze.

When they first met, Summer Fairmont just felt Leo Vaughn’s smile was a bit fake.

But that was Leo Vaughn’s personal business, harmless, and not within Summer Fairmont’s focus.

The inexplicable taking of Hieronymus’s will documents wasn’t something Summer Fairmont could overlook as "harmless."

Summer Fairmont took the will documents. The file bag with the family tree and investigation report was still sealed as before.

The once-opened handwritten letter was also returned to the already unsealed file bag.

"Explain." Summer Fairmont directly asked for an explanation.

She didn’t use a questioning tone.

Under such circumstances, Leo Vaughn should provide an explanation, a reasonable and lawful one at that.

Summer Fairmont never hid her emotions, making the always-smiling Nation’s Gentleman a bit uncomfortable.

"Here’s the thing. After you all left yesterday, I thought, in your hurry, you might have left something important behind, so before leaving the whiskey warehouse, I checked." Leo Vaughn started to explain.

Summer Fairmont stared at Leo Vaughn with a consistently intense and penetrating gaze.

Clearly, Leo Vaughn’s explanation couldn’t satisfy Summer Fairmont.

Leo Vaughn had no obligation or right to check the warehouse for Summer Fairmont.

"I meant, did you leave something like a phone..." Leo Vaughn felt more and more defensive under Summer Fairmont’s gaze.

It was a strangely flustered feeling.

After Winters’s unexpected death, during Leo’s battle of wits with the old experts of Winters Spirits back home, he never felt this flustered.

Unable to clarify, emotions unsettled.

But this feeling didn’t last long.

Leo was no longer the eighteen-year-old boy who had just inherited Winters Spirits.

He had no reason to be led by Summer Fairmont’s emotions for long.

"The way you’re looking at me, I don’t even know where to begin explaining. Let me organize my thoughts." Leo Vaughn pointed to the file bag with the will documents that he had handed back to Summer Fairmont: "Actually, I’m quite familiar with this will-focused law firm. My father’s will was handled by them, so when I saw these file bags, I knew they were important documents and thought they shouldn’t be left behind here."