Chapter 308: The Topic of Love
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Alexander Summers drove to the Walker Royal Hotel.
He led Purple into the elevator, going straight to the rooftop.
Purple felt perplexed, wondering what he was doing bringing her to the rooftop on such a cold night. Were they there to watch a meteor shower?
Then she saw the helicopter parked not far away…
Purple became cautious and refused to go any further, “Where do you want to take me?”
“Don’t you want to find out who the murderer is?” Alexander was still being mysterious, “I’ll take you to meet someone who knows everything in this world, except for what he doesn’t want to know.”
Feeling both puzzled and curious, Purple hesitated for a moment before following Alexander onto the helicopter.
The propeller accelerated, and the helicopter took off into the sky—
In the pitch-black night, only the dazzling lights remained, outlining the skyscrapers.
Purple couldn’t help but wrap her clothes tightly around her, feeling a bit cold from the high-altitude flight.
Outside, the wind was loud, and she faintly heard Alexander calling her name. She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked over.
Alexander took a pair of noise-canceling headphones, put them on Purple’s head, and then pulled her onto his lap.
Purple wanted to say she had her own seat, and this way she couldn’t buckle her seat belt…
However, Alexander already embraced her tightly and took out a thick blanket from the plane, wrapping them both up.
Warmth enveloped her in an instant, shielding her from the cold outside.
Purple opened her mouth, but her complaints were stuck in her throat…
Her head was tucked into the blanket, leaning against the man’s chest, and her cheeks felt warm for no reason.
Was she getting flustered again? Suddenly annoyed, Purple felt frustrated with herself for feeling lost and wanted to take it out on Alexander—she slipped her icy hands inside Alexander’s clothes, maliciously absorbing his warmth.
The cold temperature made the man’s body reflexively shiver.
Alexander laughed softly in her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin.
She heard him say with a smile.
Purple’s face burned, unwilling to be discovered by Alexander. She buried her head deeper into the blanket, remaining silent, and felt her icy hands gradually warmed up by Alexander’s body temperature…
Just like her heart, which also warmed up little by little.
Purple thought to herself that Alexander treated her so well… Maybe one day she would truly fall in love with him, discarding all her principles and morals, willingly becoming a lover who could not face the light…
She would get completely lost in his tenderness.
Purple curled up in Alexander’s arms, feeling lost. Love was such a difficult problem for her…
The helicopter took them to another city.
Purple had never been here before. In the pitch-black night, she couldn’t determine their exact location for a while.
Alexander led Purple into the elevator of an apartment building.
“Who are we going to meet?” Purple was apprehensive, “Isn’t it too late? Will it be inconvenient?”
At this time, normal people should be asleep.
Alexander replied, “It’s not late. At this time, he’s just getting up.”
The elevator arrived at their destination floor. The quiet surroundings were eerie, with only the echoing footsteps of Alexander and Purple in the hallway.
She felt a little nervous and subconsciously clung closer to Alexander, feeling that the place he was taking her must be strange.
Alexander looked back at her with a smile and gently held her hand.
He stopped in front of a door and rang the doorbell.
After a short wait, the door cracked open. A chubby man with a pale complexion stood behind it, squinting his eyes and vigilantly observing the two of them before asking, “Do you have an appointment?”