Chapter 1051: Chapter 1051: I’ll Kill You_1 Chapter 1051: Chapter 1051: I’ll Kill You_1 This is utterly irrational.
If it were really Nathaniel, how could he be so daredevil as to hide within Alexander’s territory, and even evade Alexander’s eyes?
If it were really Nathaniel, why would he only casually say “rry Christmas”?
Purple Sumrs wouldn’t forget Nathaniel’s coldness and craziness at the ti.
—He didn’t hesitate to shoot, dragged her to the edge of the bathtub, and then forcibly pushed her underwater!
Nathaniel wanted her dead!
If Nathaniel were to appear before her again, would he let her go?
No, he wouldn’t. He still wanted her dead!
Purple stood rooted to the spot for a long ti.
Various tourists passed by her, so laughing, so wishing her “rry Christmas,” and others simply flowing past without a word.
Jane turned her head to see her in a daze, reached out with a smile to grab her arm, “Purple, co on.”
Purple gave a smile and followed her companions’ steps.
…Perhaps she had heard wrong.
The street was so noisy that Jane had to shout for her to hear clearly, how could she believe it was Nathaniel based on just four words?
Perhaps it was because the man suddenly kissed the back of her hand, startling her? Or maybe… it was because of his all-black suit?
Tonight, there were many n dressed in black, as Batman or vampires, all draped in black capes.
But the man had already disappeared into the crowd, and Purple could no longer be certain if it was really Nathaniel.
She pondered seriously and felt that it was very likely she had heard wrong.
…Yet she still felt uneasy deep down.
Purple and her friends played along the street, heading towards the casino.
After encountering several male tourists in black suits, the phrase “rry Christmas” seed to sound the sa from everyone, indistinguishable.
Purple’s heart gradually relaxed.
Perhaps she had really heard wrong.
She was wearing a mask; Nathaniel couldn’t possibly recognize her in the vast crowd. She must have been mistaken.
…
The group arrived at the casino, which glittered with gold and was as bright as day.
Zara and Jane, knowing that Purple was going to find Alexander, showed a teasing smile and conscientiously sought their own amusent, not disturbing Purple’s rendezvous with her lover.
Purple’s smile was bashful.
But because she was wearing a mask, she seed to beco bolder and did not feel too embarrassed.
She looked around as she walked and took out her phone to call Alexander. Just then, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing on the outskirts of the dance floor.
It was Alexander.
To spot him in such a crowd filled Purple with a bit of pride.
The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, she put away her phone, and her thoughts had not settled when her feet already carried her towards him.
Alexander was talking to a middle-aged man.
The man had a female companion, but the woman’s eyes were not well-behaved, always gleaming and staring at Alexander, obviously harboring thoughts.
This made Purple very uncomfortable.
As she approached, she thought of a strategy, and halfway there, she casually picked up a glass of wine from an attendant’s tray, pretending to pass by, she walked up to Alexander—
Purple didn’t speak, nor did she approach any further, just smiling with a tilt of her lips at him.
Alexander saw her, paused montarily with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
The gentleman beside him and his female companion both wore a surprised look, thinking: Where did this scheming woman co from, way out of her league, isn’t it?
The bodyguards behind Alexander were also agape.
Was this woman drunk? Trying to seduce Master Xander, isn’t this the sa as seeking death?!
To seduce is one thing, but at least do your howork and be serious! Others would pretend it’s a chance encounter, or fake tripping, there were even those who designed to use drugs, but this woman was too unprofessional!
Just standing there with a smile, are you looking to cut corners?
Looking at Alexander’s expression, it indeed turned dark.
The bodyguards murmured: Look, look, he’s angry, right? Sothing’s going to happen, isn’t it?
That’s when they saw Alexander walk over with a dark face, grimly saying to the woman, “Dressed like that… you believe I could kill you?”
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