Chapter 725: Chapter 725 Everyone is Weird_1
Purple Summers watched Yolanda Summers walk away, feeling that it was odd.
Then she thought, who in this family isn’t strange?
Wasn’t Nathaniel Summers strange for disappearing for so long?
Wasn’t Laura Summers, who had changed so much in temperament, strange?
And what about her and Alexander Summers, weren’t they strange too?
Everyone was strange, everyone had secrets. As long as it didn’t interfere with her own life, Purple Summers had no interest in other people’s secrets.
After discussing the banquet arrangements, Purple Summers prepared to return to the small Western-style building. Dylan Summers hesitantly said, “Purple, actually… you and Aunt Atra can move to the front and live…”
He was worried that during the banquet, it might look improper for them to live alone in the small house in the back, causing gossip.
Purple Summers smiled, “No need, mom and I are used to living here, and Cleo is still inside the house. If we moved to the front, it could easily frighten the guests.”
After she spoke, she waved her hand and left the living room.
Laura Summers watched Purple Summers’s retreating figure, her eyes flickering with trepidation. She lowered her voice and said to Nathaniel Summers beside her, “Uncle…”
“No hurry.” Nathaniel Summers cut her off, patting Laura Summers’s shoulder soothingly, “Get some good sleep and overcome the jet lag first.”
His face was expressionless, and his words were spoken lightly, as if shrouded in heavy twilight.Update by n0vgo.c0
Dylan Summers, overhearing their conversation, assumed Nathaniel Summers was instructing Laura Summers on how to manage the company. His face beamed with a smile as he said, “Yes, Laura, you’ve just come back from abroad. Go and get some rest. When you are fully recovered, it won’t be too late to start working!”
Laura Summers nodded obediently and went upstairs to her room.
In the living room, Dylan Summers chatted with Nathaniel Summers for a while longer, asking him where exactly he had traveled to, why there had been no contact, and whether there’d been any trouble, showing a concerned demeanor.
“There was no signal in the mountains, and each household was lighting up with kerosene lamps; there wasn’t even any electricity,” Nathaniel Summers said with a smile, “After coming out of the mountains, I left my phone on the road, so I hadn’t been in touch with home.”
Dylan Summers sighed and advised him, “There are so many better places to relax. Why do you have to go to such desolate cliffs and rough waters? Don’t do it again next time!”
Nathaniel Summers smiled faintly, “Yeah, I won’t do that again.”
Such an experience, once in a lifetime, was enough.
After returning to the small Western-style house and having dinner with Atra Blanc, Purple Summers went back to her room to rest.
Through the window, she could see someone by the window on the second floor of the villa opposite because it was dark and no lights were on. The shadowy figure was indiscernible, but Purple Summers knew it must be Nathaniel Summers.
This feeling made her quite uncomfortable, as if something was crawling over her skin.
Before, she thought a big tree in front of the window was an eyesore. Now that the tree was cut down and the view was clear, she felt an unnerving sensation of being watched.
Purple Summers drew the curtains closed.
When Nathaniel Summers had left, he had spoken in no uncertain terms. But now that he was back, he seemed especially calm, calm to the point of indifference.
Had time helped him come to terms, allowing him to let go?
…No, if he truly had let go, he wouldn’t have deliberately sent that bunch of lily of the valley flowers today.
If he was still obsessed, what then was the reason for his current calm? What was he planning to do?
Purple Summers felt restless and agitated. Nathaniel Summers’s presence cast a sense of a looming threat over her.
She couldn’t help but think of Alexander Summers, fixating on him over and over as if doing so would calm her down and stop her from dwelling on Nathaniel Summers’s various oddities.
Then she thought, Alexander probably doesn’t even know Nathaniel is back yet. Would he be jealous again?
At that thought, Purple Summers’s mood suddenly lightened considerably.