Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 798: Chapter 798 An Uneasy Night_1

“Why did Zack Wallace act all evasive when he saw me?” Purple Summers pressed.

Alexander Summers laughed helplessly, “Was he hiding something? Maybe because he carried the old man’s clothes and felt a bit embarrassed for you to see?”

Alexander’s tone was relaxed, his expression calm.

Purple couldn’t find a trace of deceit on his face. Full of doubts, she wondered if it was all in her head?

“Zack Wallace is so guilty of many things, even if he does nothing, you probably think he’s up to no good,” Alexander joked. “Is this what they call a prosecutor’s natural sensitivity to criminals?”

Purple muttered softly, “…Is that so?”

Alexander’s hand reached out, biting her ear, “You’re pretty sensitive to me, too.”

Purple exploded in an instant!

“Bastard!”

“Hooligan!”

“Pervert!”

“Get lost, lost, lost, lost, lost, lost, lost, lost!…”

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An unsettled night.

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Purple’s bit of bewilderment was led astray by Alexander playing the rogue, and after a few days she saw him loitering leisurely at home every day, her last bit of suspicion dissipated.

Maybe she really was overthinking it.

On Saturday, Purple and Zara Jameson went to the airport to see off Jane McCain.

Perhaps the farewell at the last gathering had exhausted their sadness. In the airport, the three girls chattered vivaciously, their spirits high, all rooting for Jane and her dream.

Not to encourage her studies, but to support her dream: to have a mixed-race baby.

Jane declared boldly, “Great! I’ll have three, and give one to each of you two!”

Purple and Zara laughed, “No, thanks!”

After sending off Jane, Purple and Zara chatted for a while at the airport, then they both took their cars home.

On the way home, the sunlight was splendid, the snow along both sides of the street was melting away, and shades of new green were starting to poke through in the flower beds.

The weather was still cold, but seeing the muddy ground and twigs adorned with hints of green made you feel the warmth of winter leaving and spring coming, bringing hope to one’s heart.

Jane’s vibrant energy when she left made Purple too look forward to her own future.

“Dylan Summers’ 49 days have passed, and once the Howard Family’s retirees meeting is over, we will move to Pearlpoint City to live,” Purple thought to herself as she gazed out of the car window.

Her cause of death had been cleared up, and she had gotten into the Judicial Training Institute as she had wished, and she had also ended things with Nathaniel Summers. Everything was moving in a positive direction.

Now, only two things prevented her from being at ease.

First, the ghost raised by Nathaniel; second, Alexander’s status as the family head.

Hunter Dalton had said, as long as one’s spirit is strong and one’s resolve is firm, there is no need to fear malevolent spirits. Besides, when she and Alexander move to Pearlpoint City, even if the ghosts are formidable, they wouldn’t travel thousands of miles over mountains and rivers to harm them, would they?

As for Alexander’s role as the family head, according to what he said, once the retirees meeting is over, he will have nothing to do with the Howard Family anymore.

She also remembered, next month she was going to turn eighteen.

Alexander had been looking forward to her eighteenth birthday for almost two years now, and it was approaching. She wondered how happy he would be.

Purple could imagine the smugness and arrogance that would appear on his face.

She couldn’t help but want to laugh.

“That bad guy, I can’t let him get his way so easily.” Purple stifled her laughter, thinking to herself, “I have to come up with an excuse, so he won’t act like a hooligan on my birthday…”

The car entered the tree-lined avenue, and at the end of the road was the Summers Residence. Today, there seemed to be guests at the house; parked outside the twining iron gate were two black Bentleys and two black Cadillac Escalades. Additionally, there were a few bodyguards in black suits, their presence subdued, standing guard at the perimeter, instinctively making one want to keep their distance.

Purple glanced at the license plates on those cars.

They were from Kingsley.