Chapter 68: Cleo Went Back
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Alexander Summers chuckled.
His little one was obviously looking for excuses just because she didn’t want to kiss him.
He enjoyed seeing her intelligently calculating her gains even though she knew there was no escape. She was lively and nimble like a little fox.
Alexander teased, “Really? Maybe Cleo just didn’t want to disturb us…”
His voice lingered meaningfully, and his burning gaze fell on her trembling lips.
He loved her lips, soft and tender, sweeter than the buds of early spring. If only he could indulge more than just a taste each time.
Alexander’s straightforward gaze startled Purple Summers, and she hurriedly covered his approaching mouth, anxiously saying, “It’s true! Cleo is really gone! It’s so big; what if it scares someone? The security guards have stun batons! They might hurt it!”
Her soft fingers and warm palms carried the faint scent of a young girl, making him even more infatuated.
But seeing the panic and resistance in her eyes, Alexander softened for some reason.
He rarely softened, and the few times he had were all for Purple Summers.
Alexander released her.
“Maybe it went back on its own. I often bring it out, and sometimes when it gets tired of swimming, it goes back by itself,” Alexander answered casually.
“It went back?” Purple glanced at the calm lake, “…Then let’s go back too.”
Alexander held her hand and walked toward the villa up ahead, only then did Purple realize he meant going back to their previous room.
Cleo and Alexander lived together in the villa in the front. Though the boa lacked intelligence, it had grown accustomed to following Alexander over the years and would dutifully return after swimming.
Purple understood this but didn’t want to go with Alexander.
More accurately, she didn’t want to be alone with Alexander and a boa constrictor in his room, who knows what his animal instincts might lead to!
Standing at the corner of the staircase, Purple’s limbs involuntarily stiffened. The path ahead seemed like a monster’s wide-open mouth, ready to swallow her whole.
She refused to take another step forward,
Alexander stared at her for a while but didn’t force her and went on alone.
Purple breathed a sigh of relief.
Though it was night, the corridor’s chandeliers were bright and dazzling, illuminating everything.
Purple wasn’t scared at all now.
As long as she was away from Alexander, she felt her courage return.
Purple decided to go downstairs and wait in the living room for Alexander to bring Cleo down.
She didn’t dare leave early to avoid any trouble if Alexander found her later.
Turning around and just having walked down two steps, she heard voices coming from Old Master Summers’ study.
After Old Master Summers passed away, the study had been occupied by his eldest son, Dylan Summers.
Now, Purple’s goal was Nathaniel Summers and Jade Carlson, although other members of the Summers Family were not entirely beyond suspicion. Seeing that no one was around, she quietly walked up to the study and listened carefully—
Dylan Summers was furious in the study.
Thomas_MISSION”>Perhaps because he knew Nathaniel wasn’t home and Alexander had moved to the small villa, he spoke louder, unafraid of being heard.
“…What kind of prosecutor is she, not even worth a finger of Suzanne Saunders! She can’t even handle a child’s squabble and wants to marry into the Summers Family? Does she think the Summers Family is a wet market, where the cheapest vegetables come in?! Ridiculous! I think she should go back and be an intern for another three years!”
Purple couldn’t help but smile.
Dylan was scolding Jade Carlson. Jade must have promised something but failed to deliver, resulting in such mockery.
Dylan continued, “Thompson, you have to help me this time. Little Laura is too playful! She’s giving me a headache.. If the court accepts the abuse charges, it won’t matter if we win the lawsuit or not, I won’t have any face left!”