Chapter 218: Great Misfortune and Evil
Translator: 549690339
Laura planned all of this and witnessed Purple Summers1 sudden death personally. If not dealt with, it would certainly leave behind hidden dangers.
But after all, Purple Summers was the granddaughter of Alexander Summers’ biological father. Killing her would seem so heartless and ungrateful.
Alexander thought for a while and spoke impatiently, “Then let her behave.”
There were many ways to make someone more obedient, but right now, there was only one suitable for Laura.
Zack Wallace understood and nodded in agreement.
As he was about to leave, Alexander called him back, “When will Hunter Dalton arrive?”
“We’ve already sent someone to invite him. Don’t worry, sir, it won’t be long.”
Alexander, worried about Purple Summers upstairs, didn’t have the mind to urge them on. He left the matter entirely to Zack, his face full of gloom, and went upstairs.
Purple Summers had already come out of the bathtub, her body warmed from the hot water, but her joints were still sluggish.
She tried to fasten her buttons, her fingers trembling, but couldn’t do it for a long time.
When Alexander came in, he saw her small, pitiable figure standing by the bathtub, struggling to fasten her buttons. His heart softened.
“Are you still cold?” He came closer, touched her face, then checked the temperature of her palms. “I’ll make a bowl of ginger tea in a bit; drink it before you sleep.”
Purple Summers seemed weak and shook her head, “I want to sleep.”
She didn’t want to drink anything.
Alexander helped her with her buttons, “Alright, then go to sleep.”
He picked her up and carried her to his room.
Purple Summers was clear-headed, but her mental state was hazy. She wanted to go back to her room, but she didn’t have the strength to resist Alexander.
“The bloodstain in your room needs cleaning, sleep in my room for now.” Alexander seemed to know what she was thinking and explained as they passed by the room.
Leaning her head on his chest, Purple Summers nodded weakly and quickly closed her eyes.
By the time Alexander put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, he could hear her steady and gentle breathing.
Hunter Dalton arrived faster than expected. The person who went to pick him up told Zack Wallace that though they interrupted him in the early morning, Mr. Dalton was already dressed, claiming that he had calculated there would be a meeting today.
Zack snorted but thought it didn’t matter as long as the man was fetched.
When Hunter Dalton arrived, Alexander was still upstairs with Purple Summers. Of course, Zack didn’t dare to go and disturb them, and Hunter didn’t seem to mind. He walked leisurely around the small western-style building, smiling.
It looked like he was taking a walk, but he also seemed to be enjoying the view.
But what was there to appreciate in the heavy darkness around them?
Zack watched him coldly and thought he was just showing off.
Unexpectedly, when Hunter reached the spot where the man fell, he stopped and asked with a smile, “Somebody died here?”
Zack felt a sudden shiver in his heart.
—Wow! Did he really have Heaven’s Eyes? The body was gone, the bloodstains removed, and yet Hunter could still see that someone had died here?!
“How did you know?” He blurted out.
Hunter smiled gracefully and looked at the surroundings, then said leisurely, “Master Xander needs to nourish his soul, and no place is more reliable than this one with five shades of darkness. However, for a living person, this place is very inauspicious, and whoever comes here will be unlucky, even risking death or injury.”
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! That’s exactly what happened! That guy was so unlucky that he fainted when he fell from the second floor!
Zack couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe for Hunter, secretly wondering if he had misunderstood him before.
At that moment, Hunter took out a fortune wheel charm phone lanyard from his pocket, “Master Xander and his wife can live here safely all these years, all thanks to the protection of the fortune wheel charm, which helps to offset negative energy. Mr. King, after years of staying in such a dangerous place, you should purchase one too. It’s a small expense for safety and good fortune, boundless benefits.”
He really hated sales pitches.