Chapter 730: Chapter 730: Golden Fish Cake_1
Purple Summers had clawed more than twenty dolls, only stopping when it became too much to carry.
She wasn’t foolish and knew that Alexander Summers must have done something, but she still felt delighted and asked, “What’s going on here? I could never grab one before!”
“The claw machine is actually a type of gambling machine; its gripping force and sensitivity can be artificially set. For a high probability setting, you get one strong grip every twenty tries. For a low probability, it takes a hundred tries for one strong grip,” Alexander Summers said teasingly, looking at her with a smile, “I had it set to a hundred percent strong grip, yet out of ten tries, you only grabbed five times. Are you silly or what?”
“Because I’m picky,” Purple Summers asserted confidently. “Some dolls are easy to grab but they don’t look good, and I don’t even like to grab those.”
Alexander Summers couldn’t help but chuckle. Seeing that her mood had improved, he took her to a poker performance next.
This was a casino show, blending magic with finger dexterity. Purple Summers was fascinated by the performer’s agile fingers, exclaiming in amazement, finding it unbelievable.
Immersed in the atmosphere, she no longer found it noisy. Instead, she felt it was lively and joyous, like a scene of peace and prosperity.
After the show, Alexander Summers led her to the buffet restaurant to eat. The casino’s food also had its own unique flair, with a cake shaped like dice and a pie with jam shaped into “777.”
The most interesting was a dessert called the golden fish cake. When bitten into, golden beans spilled out from the belly of the fish—the golden beans were made of cornmeal and sticky rice flour, soft and chewy, fragrant and delicious.
This fish cake had to be served fresh, so Purple Summers had Alexander queue up for it while she went to the restroom.
When she came out of the restroom, Purple Summers saw a man and a woman arguing outside the men’s room.
She was surprised, for that woman was none other than Yolanda Summers.
Purple Summers instinctively hid, concealing herself behind the broad leaves of an indoor plant to avoid embarrassment for both of them if seen.
Yolanda Summers was losing her temper at the man: “Every time I have to wait, wait, and wait! How much longer do you expect me to wait?! Do you think I don’t know what your mother is planning? You’ve been hanging out with Ms. Jones lately, does your mother want you to marry her? Is that it?!”
“That’s just socializing,” the man’s voice was mellow, trying to downplay the issue, “When my mother invites her over, I can’t just ignore her, can I? Besides, we didn’t do anything; we just went to a concert one time…”
“I bet you wanted to do something, but she just wasn’t willing, right?” Yolanda’s voice was cold, “Since you’ve got your heart set on someone else, wouldn’t I be in the way between you two? I wish you a lifetime of happiness together!”
With that, she turned and walked away, and the man quickly followed after her.
“That’s just what my mother thinks, you’ve misunderstood me!” the man explained, “Don’t be angry, we’re supposed to be enjoying ourselves today. I promise I’ll make things clear with my mother when we get back…”
He explained and coaxed at the same time, and Yolanda’s anger seemed to dissipate a bit, though her face was still sullen.
“I’m not in the mood to play around. When you clear things up with your mother about us, then get in touch with me,” Yolanda said coldly as she left.
The man sighed, feeling his spirits dampened, so he went off to find his friends and have fun instead.
Purple Summers stepped out from behind the plants after they had gone and went to look for Alexander.
Alexander was holding a plate of freshly made golden fish cakes, glittering and fragrant.
Seeing them made Purple’s eyes light up, “Wow…”
“We’ll eat them in a minute; they’re still hot,” Alexander said as he moved the plate away and asked her, “What took you so long?”
Purple recounted the incident she had just witnessed to Alexander.
“It seems like the other party is playing the field,” Purple Summers said, revealing a rare gossipy streak. She sighed, “Yolanda is quite something. She made it seem like she was hinting at a breakup but in reality, every word she said was hooking him in so he couldn’t get angry and had to plead with her.”