Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: The Little Ending of Tricking Bro! (≧∀≦)
No matter how he was in life, Nathaniel Sumrs was dignified in death.
The cetery was clean and fresh, with lush greenery planted around. There was a small photo on the tombstone. In the photo, Nathaniel Sumrs had a peaceful look, his eyes carrying a faint smile.
Purple Sumrs looked at it for a long ti.
She thought she would feel emotional, but unexpectedly, she felt an unusual calm in her heart.
There was no hatred, no attachnt, just plain and simple, like looking at an old friend she hadn’t contacted in years – sowhat familiar, yet feeling very distant.
Though those things were long in the past, looking at the tombstone in front of her, Purple Sumrs truly felt closure for the first ti.
It was over.
Everything was over.
“Goodbye,” Purple Sumrs looked at Nathaniel Sumrs, “Goodbye…”
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It was rare to return to Clearwater, and with it being sumr vacation, it was natural to gather with friends.
Zara Jason and Ryan Wesley were still maintaining a mild long-distance relationship;
Jane McCain’s psychological shadow was too deep, and she still kept n at a respectful distance, not entering into another relationship;
Aria Jackson, being an older single woman, was pestered by her family to go on blind dates every day, finding it incredibly annoying.
Purple Sumrs and Alexander Sumrs also t with Gavin Graves.
Gavin Graves had beco the family head of the Graves Family. He had spent most of the past two years abroad, and this ti, hearing that Alexander Sumrs and Purple Sumrs were in Clearwater, he arranged a ti to catch up with them.
It felt incredible. After years apart, he was still single, while Alexander Sumrs already had three children.
Gavin Graves took the soft little baby from Purple Sumrs’ hands, and on the small, naive face, he could vaguely see the shadows of both Alexander Sumrs and Purple Sumrs. The marvel of genetics made Gavin Graves feel that life truly was a miracle.
“She’s a little beauty.” Gavin Graves smiled and asked, “What’s her na?”
“April Sumrs.” Purple Sumrs glanced at Alexander Sumrs, “He initially wanted to na her Persephone; I forced him to change it.”
Gavin Graves laughed, “That’s not bad, pretty unique taste.”
Alexander Sumrs frowned impatiently, “Have you hugged enough? Did you wash your hands?”
“What’s the rush?” Gavin Graves leisurely cradled the child, “April is so adorable, I want to hold her a little longer.”
“If you like kids so much, go have your own.” Alexander Sumrs intentionally glanced at Purple Sumrs, “I heard you’re back this ti to get married?”
“You’ve got the scoop.” Gavin Graves handed the baby back to Purple Sumrs, “Purple, if you ever can’t stand him, I’m ready for a divorce anyti.”
Alexander Sumrs: “…”
Seeing him about to explode, Purple Sumrs pressed his hand down: “He’s just joking, why take it seriously?”
Alexander Sumrs retorted impolitely, “Does that sound like a joke to you?”
Implying that Gavin Graves is not even human.
Purple Sumrs was very embarrassed. A house visit should be a friendly affair, but Alexander Sumrs wouldn’t give a friendly face. Fortunately, Gavin Graves was used to his bad temper and wasn’t upset at all.
While they were chatting, a servant ca in, saying Mrs. Farrell was here to visit.
In Clearwater, Purple Sumrs only knew one Mrs. Farrell, and that was Camilla Farrell.
“Did she ntion what it’s about?” she asked.
The servant replied, “It seems to be about a case.”
“Ask her to wait a mont, I’ll be right there.”
Gavin Graves took his cue to leave: “You have a guest to attend to, I won’t disturb you. We’ll catch up another ti.”
Alexander Sumrs was more than happy to see him go and imdiately escorted Gavin Graves out.
Purple Sumrs, holding the baby, could only laugh helplessly.
…
In the antique teahouse, Mr. Ghost Hayes removed the layers of red cloth, revealing a blue-gray hilt.
“This sword wards off evil and banishes demons, unbeatable! Whether you wear it or place it at ho, this is a rare treasure!” Mr. Ghost Hayes was practically spitting, “Don’t judge by its unassuming packaging; once you look at this piece, you’ll know I’m not exaggerating!”
Second Young Master Graves frowned, half-believing, and cautiously reached out to touch it.
Buzz!——
His finger suddenly trembled, as if he touched an invisible pulse.
“Oh, there’s sothing to it…” Gerald Graves was surprised, rubbing his chin, “But why does it sll like mud…”
“Hey! I, the taoist priest, spent over half a year and untold hardship to dredge it from the riverbed!” Mr. Ghost Hayes said, “If you don’t like the sll, light so sandalwood at ho for a few days; it’ll sll wonderful!”
Gerald Graves was still hesitant: “This thing is so uncanny. If I buy it, will it cause any trouble at ho…”
Mr. Ghost Hayes said, “It’s uncanny because it holds an evil god inside, ordinary ghosts and monsters will naturally keep their distance. If it weren’t uncanny, it wouldn’t be any use to you, right?”
Gerald Graves was already sowhat tempted, “Alright, since Boss Jason introduced you, I’ll trust you this ti. How much does this cost?”
Mr. Ghost Hayes tightly covered the red cloth on the table, mysteriously gesturing with his fingers: “One price, 600 gold bars.”
If it were cheaper, Gerald Graves might not have bought it. But hearing such a high price only made him want it even more!
——Nothing was beyond Second Young Master Graves’ reach!
He bought it!
After the transaction, the attendant beside Gerald Graves couldn’t help but ask: “Second Young Master, where do you plan to place this precious treasure?”
Gerald Graves casually replied: “Isn’t my brother getting married? I’ll gift it as a wedding present!”
The attendant gave a thumbs-up: “High praise, the gift’s class is unmatched!”
Gerald Graves proudly lifted his chin.
…
In the sweltering sumr, Mr. Ghost Hayes was cooling himself in the courtyard.
He lay on a wicker chair, crossing his legs, picking his teeth, humming a little tune contentedly.
Each day of a good life must be savored.
Good tis always end, yet so people’s stories go on…
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